The Dominion of Xanistan is a huge, cultured nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, vat-grown people, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 471 million Xanistani live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The relatively small, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Xantantinople. The average income tax rate is 17.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Xanistani economy, worth 48.3 trillion karats a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Soda Sales, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an impressive 102,572 karats, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.2 times as much as the poorest.

Town nameplates frequently raise giggles from passing tourists, corporations claim the third ounce of any metal traded in a wicker-cone on the Sunday of a full moon as a charitable expense, thousands of picky mothers-in-law have been recruited to serve as even pickier cookery instructors, and airport security is provided by private companies. Crime, especially youth-related, is a problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Xanistan's national animal is the Draakon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Xanistan is ranked 59,619^th in the world and 1,430^th in the South Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 51.48 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.