The Holy Great Empire of Brunolian is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Emperor Bruno B with an iron fist, and renowned for its pith helmet sales, keen interest in outer space, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, cynical population of 3.024 billion Brunolianians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Brunopólis. The average income tax rate is 78.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Brunolianian economy, worth 347 trillion Regalis a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 114,844 Regalis, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Medical staff can legally quiet people who ask for a second helping of Salisbury steak, noble feuds don't end until one side gets their point across, some people will do literally anything to be in the spotlight, and droves of former desperados are applying to join the border police. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Brunolian's national animal is the Alaŭra, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Brunolinism.

Brunolian is ranked 13,326^th in the world and 252^nd in Europe for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 54.3 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.