The Theocracy of Lipaka is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, public floggings, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 1.594 billion Lipakans 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 83.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Lipakan economy, worth 111 trillion sacrifices a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 69,880 sacrifices, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The National Archive now covers square miles of warehouses in order to accommodate its new stone tablets system, glassy-eyed Lipakan wives lifelessly chant "I love you" on command, children's books regularly feature formerly distressed damsels suing their princes, and politicians accost strangers in the street to ask their problems. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. Lipaka's national animal is the unicorn, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Lipaka is ranked 326,932^nd in the world and 1,206^th in Concord for Most Developed, scoring 42.86 on the Human Development Index.