The Banana of Cerata is a titanic, genial nation, ruled by Whoppenheimer with an even hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, keen interest in outer space, and anti-smoking policies. The compassionate, cheerful population of 12.155 billion Ceratans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The enormous, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Los alamos. The average income tax rate is 98.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Ceratan economy, worth a remarkable 2,484 trillion Santa sleighs a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 204,384 Santa sleighs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Public spending advocates dread when the government says they're here to help, the thrash metal version of the national anthem is topping charts, Max Barry finally has time for writing books after NationStates was recently outlawed, and youth rights demonstrations often end in vicious snowball fights. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Cerata's national animal is the Reindeer, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Barbieheimer.

Cerata is ranked 98,350^th in the world and 9^th in Institute of Cellulose for Most Cultured, scoring 66 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.