The Republic of Kapruna is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its daily referendums, prohibition of alcohol, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 4.274 billion Kaprunans, 4.068 billion of whom are zombies, 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 large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.7%.

The very strong Kaprunan economy, worth a remarkable 1,898 trillion brasses a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 70,113 brasses, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Tech-mad citizens think that the laser-powered bread-slicer uPhone App is the coolest thing since sliced bread, police officers often head to work wearing onesies and fluffy pink bunny-slippers, political clichés like "band-aid solutions" and "adrenaline shots to the economy" are headed for the dumpster, and counselors have to sign pledges supporting gay rights before they can speak to any patients. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Kapruna's national animal is the swordfish, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Kapruna is ranked 146,760^th in the world and 2^nd in Tide for Nudest, with 126.75 cheeks per square mile.