The Socialist Republic of Daravon is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Comrade-Representative Carl Cleibnecht with an even hand, and notable for its otherworldly petting zoo, frequent executions, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless population of 14.521 billion Daravonians enjoy extensive civil rights and enjoy a level of social equality free from the usual accompanying government corruption.

The enormous, corrupt, socially-minded government prioritizes Defense, although Education, Healthcare, and Administration are also considered important, while Spirituality isn't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Daravon. The average income tax rate is 98.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Daravonian economy, worth a remarkable 2,802 trillion Labors a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Tourism. Average income is an impressive 193,018 Labors, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Billions of Labors are spent to take high-quality photos of the Phoenix Nebula, pareidolic SETI scientists swear there's a message from aliens hidden within pi, quiet professionalism has returned to the nation's armed forces, and one can wake up in Daravon and have breakfast in Bigtopia. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Daravon's national animal is the Phoenix, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Dialectical Materialism.

Daravon is ranked 49,145^th in the world and 753^rd in The East Pacific for Most Corrupt Governments, with 40.69 kickbacks per hour.