The Republic of Anaxphonia is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Anaxphone with a fair hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, daily referendums, and complete lack of prisons. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 36.392 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 minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Defense, and Social Policy. 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 20,434 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 561,503 Demes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.3 times as much as the poorest.

Road rage is rarer but more terminal now that many people drive fully-operational battle tanks to work, farting etiquette is taught in schools, vital intelligence-gathering activities are often put on hold for Call of Honor tournaments, and one can wake up in Anaxphonia and have breakfast in Bigtopia. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Anaxphonia's national animal is the Red-eared Slider, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Hellenismos.

Anaxphonia is ranked 684^th in the world and 1^st in Spoiled Cats for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 17,565.64 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.