The Candyland of Darfang is a mammoth, efficient nation, notable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.274 billion Darfians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Finn. The average income tax rate is 64.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Darfangian economy, worth a remarkable 1,389 trillion atoms a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 191,050 atoms, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Late night adverts for breast milk co-ops regularly win pornography industry awards, agriculture is heavily subsidized by the government, sex changes are routinely performed at Darfang's hospitals, and the government spares every expense for national defence. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Darfang's national animal is the Dryad, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Darfang is ranked 238,399^th in the world and 4,267^th in eta for Greatest Rich-Poor Divides, with 2.11 Rich To Poor Income Ratio.