The Dictatorship of Koneule is a massive, efficient nation, renowned for its pith helmet sales, enslaved workforce, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 1.262 billion Koneuleans 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, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Koneule. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 69.0%.

The very strong Koneulean economy, worth 125 trillion rubles a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Tourism, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 99,175 rubles, with the richest citizens earning 8.6 times as much as the poorest.

Frequent fliers are obliged to submit to invasive security procedures by government security, international negotiations always lead to a lot of missile-laneous expenses, the government has adopted a "Lightning Never Strikes Twice" approach to dealing with natural disasters, and the mood of raunchy movies is often ruined by the sound of babies crying. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Koneule's national animal is the dolphin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Koneule is ranked 18,550^th in the world and 86^th in Conch Kingdom for Healthiest Citizens, with 10.82 bananas ingested per day.