The Democratic Republic of Starlight Iris is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, enslaved workforce, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.267 billion Starlight Irisians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 54.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Starlight Irisian economy, worth 259 trillion lotuses a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Tourism. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 114,283 lotuses, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 471,947 per year while the poor average 18,194, a ratio of 25.9 to 1.

Wandering Starlight Irisians are known for their one-track minds, music award shows include surprise polygraph segments, foreign nationals are widely distrusted, and beggars lack pockets for spare change. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Starlight Iris's national animal is the moonlark, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Starlight Iris is ranked 259,983^rd in the world and 4,143^rd in eta for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -5.6 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.