The Republic of Fiesole is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, devout population of 3.126 billion Fiesolesi, 494 million of whom are zombies, enjoy frequent elections, which are uniformly corrupted by big-spending corporations buying politicians who best suit their interests.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Defense, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 9.6%.

The very strong Fiesolesi economy, worth 204 trillion lires a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 65,235 lires, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 245,378 per year while the poor average 12,101, a ratio of 20.3 to 1.

Children are often punished for the sins of the fathers, the people are famous throughout the region for their perfect yellow teeth, puppies given out free in marketing promotions are often tossed straight into the trash, and lavish state dinners in Fiesole City are the state's leading budgetary expenditure. Crime is moderate, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Fiesole's national animal is the lion, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Fiesole is ranked 106,053^rd in the world and 4^th in Comuni for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector, scoring 5,575.53 on the Charon Conveyancy Index.