The Republic of Rinadia is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Madam Tekedu with a fair hand, and remarkable for its rampant corporate plagiarism, smutty television, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic population of 2.292 billion Rinadians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of buekorerineidiiyunu. The average income tax rate is 68.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Rinadian economy, worth 274 trillion Ratsiis a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 119,795 Ratsiis, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The army's use of chemical weapons leaves a bad taste in the mouth, road signs are getting harder to read under layers of knitted woolen cardigans, farting etiquette is taught in schools, and people reciting Shakespeare have become a common sight. Crime is totally unknown. Rinadia's national animal is the Garadai, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rinadia is ranked 238,999^th in the world and 9,067^th in The North Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 27.85 Whatever.