The Evening Dews and Damps of I1i is a gargantuan, safe nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, parental licensing program, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, devout population of 26.297 billion I1ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Spirituality. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 52.8%.

The strong I1ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,737 trillion $$s a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Information Technology. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 66,072 $$s, with the richest citizens earning 7.3 times as much as the poorest.

Five-year-olds chanting "Little Miss Muffet" are accused of bullying arachnophobes, being nicknamed "Orange Face" has done Leader's credibility no favours, the dessert 'Death by Chocolate' isn't the most lethal dish on the menu, and the nation's armed forces are recruiting thousands to help colonise Brasilistan. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. I1i's national animal is the Death's-head Hawkmoth, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

I1i is ranked 83,886^th in the world and 1^st in Imperial China for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 2,204.61 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.