The Commonwealth of Independiania is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by The Prophet of Independence with an iron fist, and renowned for its pith helmet sales, ban on automobiles, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 18.985 billion Independianians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Independence. The average income tax rate is 85.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Independianian economy, worth a remarkable 4,743 trillion Independences a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched black market in Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an amazing 249,865 Independences, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Rag-wearing teachers are often mistaken for homeless people, the dish 'poisson avec poison' is only available on the black market, everybody's got wood thanks to The Prophet of Independence, and Independianians caught jaywalking often have their houses seized by the police. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Independiania's national animal is the Independie, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Independence.

Independiania is ranked 600^th in the world and 2^nd in Otoris for Most Corrupt Governments, with 598.49 kickbacks per hour.