The Federal People's Republic of Refugeeria is a mammoth, genial nation, ruled by Supreme Executive Council President with an even hand, and remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, sprawling nuclear power plants, and avowedly heterosexual populace. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical, cheerful population of 5.857 billion Refugeerians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Refugeeriville. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 45.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Refugeerian economy, worth a remarkable 1,595 trillion Refugios a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 272,482 Refugios, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 853,156 per year while the poor average 66,727, a ratio of 12.8 to 1.

City rooftops are pockmarked with the shattered remains of high velocity delivery drones, factory workers offered 20-hour shifts are expected to thank their bosses for the wonderful opportunity, people who do not complete their community service are sentenced to more community service, and multilingual concierges man empty inner city apartment blocks. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Refugeeria's national animal is the chicken, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Refugeerianism.

Refugeeria is ranked 6,863^rd in the world and 13^th in Chicken overlords for Most Developed, scoring 92.87 on the Human Development Index.