The Democratic Republic of Abanhfleft is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by President Rako Novoire with an even hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, daily referendums, and compulsory gun ownership. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 33.633 billion Fleftics are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Riuwiee. The average income tax rate is 88.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Fleftic economy, worth a remarkable 9,230 trillion new penenks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Soda Sales industry, with major contributions from Retail, Uranium Mining, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 274,446 new penenks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Petitioners are increasingly resorting to climbing through President Rako Novoire's window to draw attention to their issues, military officers are given medals for disobeying orders, politicians are often seen attending regional history classes at primary schools within their constituencies, and terrorist videos start by thanking their sponsors. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Abanhfleft's national animal is the Ayatollah kingfisher, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is nationalism.

Abanhfleft is ranked 259,828^th in the world and 29^th in Antarctica for Most Primitive, scoring -186.84 on the Scary Big Number Scale.