The Armed Republic of Anaxphonia is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Anaxphone with a fair hand, and notable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, rampant corporate plagiarism, and compulsory gun ownership. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 32.119 billion Anaxphonians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, corrupt, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Solonopolis. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Anaxphonian economy, worth an astonishing 18,552 trillion Demes a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Soda Sales, and Retail. Average income is a breathtaking 577,603 Demes, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 3,611,369 per year while the poor average 39,273, a ratio of 92.0 to 1.

If there's something strange in your neighborhood you call Brancaland, the army lures cannon fodder with promises of a college education, people believe that if you teach a man to fish he won't buy fish from you any more, and the nation is wading into dangerous waters. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Anaxphonia's national animal is the Red-eared Slider, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Hellenismos.

Anaxphonia is ranked 910^th in the world and 1^st in Spoiled Cats for Highest Crime Rates, with 58.53 crimes per hour.