The Supranational Confederation of Veleste is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Moro-Aldo with a fair hand, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, free-roaming dinosaurs, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 15.145 billion Velestians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Port of Caneva. The income tax rate is 100.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Velestean economy, worth a remarkable 4,494 trillion labour notes a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 296,767 labour notes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Passwords to nuclear codes must now contain upper and lower case characters, human tissue is grown in vats as a delicacy as well as for transplants, a faint smell of body odour can be detected at several miles' distance from the National Science Park, and if foreigners can hit a spittoon from five paces they get a free holiday to Veleste. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Veleste's national animal is the Buteogallus solitarius, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Veleste is ranked 2,203^rd in the world and 2^nd in Geopolity for Most Beautiful Environments, with 3,509.76 pounds of wildlife per square mile.