The Federation of Quetesia is a very large, genial nation, renowned for its anti-smoking policies, ubiquitous missile silos, and suspicion of poets. The cynical, devout population of 115 million Quetesians 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, moralistic, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 64.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Quetesian economy, worth 3.70 trillion Qwerties a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 32,212 Qwerties, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Man-love is banned in the name of His love, dubiously qualified East Lebatuckese doctors prescribe ice baths as a treatment for pneumonia, red fabric is banned, and you can call your arthritic immigrant neighbour for all your roof-tiling and guttering needs. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Quetesia's national animal is the Quetesian Tiger, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Quetesia is ranked 200,199^th in the world and 3^rd in The Allied Nations for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -2.83 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.