The Consortium of Miiros is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Suffete Elissa with a fair hand, and renowned for its deadly medical pandemics, national health service, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The hard-nosed, democratic, cheerful population of 45.432 billion Miirosi are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The tiny, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Myriandros. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Miirosi economy, worth an astonishing 28,988 trillion galeas 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 slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Tourism, Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Soda Sales. 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 a breathtaking 638,054 galeas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

All tribal children are set for life with guaranteed government jobs, evasive politicians don't fail to strongly commit to not committing to a course of non-inaction, the numbers on the latest spending report are reaching stellar levels, and windows in Myriandros don't have much of a view. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Miiros's national animal is the barbary lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Epicureanism.

Miiros is ranked 3,558^th in the world and 4^th in Eurth for Most Developed, scoring 96.69 on the Human Development Index.