The Federation of Junara is a mammoth, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Mr Prime Minister with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, flagrant waste-dumping, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 6.944 billion Junarans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rajna. The average income tax rate is 40.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Junaran economy, worth a remarkable 1,200 trillion Zanas a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 172,828 Zanas, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Virtual assistants are seen with increasing suspicion every time they get an upgrade, economists claim no news is good news, the traditional Violetist dish of stuffed sheep's head is served with an intense look of shock upon its face, and the government frequently panders to parents with boutique tax credits. Crime is totally unknown. Junara's national animal is the Dajabird, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Junara is ranked 6,986^th in the world and 25^th in the Plains of Perdition for Largest Information Technology Sector, scoring 38,371.53 on the Fann-Boi Productivity Index.