The Federal Republic of Inner Reriar is a massive, genial nation, ruled by President Velten Arnoltz with an even hand, and notable for its vat-grown people, free-roaming dinosaurs, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 1.242 billion Rerians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The medium-sized, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Prospero. The average income tax rate is 71.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Inner Reriarian economy, worth 156 trillion Rerian Marks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. Average income is an impressive 126,208 Rerian Marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

It can be a real jungle in a modern courtroom, residents are readily ratting out rats in restaurants, elementary school children develop thousand-yard stares, and juries deliberate more than magic 8-balls. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Inner Reriar's national animal is the crocodile, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans, and its national religion is Thighology.

Inner Reriar is ranked 11,026^th in the world and 456^th in The North Pacific for Nicest Citizens, with 29.77 average smiles per day.