The Grand Combine of Naval Monte is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Consul Monique D'Aubainne with a fair hand, and renowned for its public floggings, smutty television, and free-roaming dinosaurs. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 21.058 billion Naval Monteans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Carmina Aurorae. The average income tax rate is 92.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Naval Montean economy, worth a remarkable 4,300 trillion Marina Lire a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 204,244 Marina Lire, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Interest in globalism never flags, most Naval Monteans would sell their own grandmother, the nation's most popular sport is sabotaging foreigners' hopes and dreams, and foreign policy often involves bullwhips and leather. Crime is totally unknown. Naval Monte's national animal is the Crow, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Esoteric Occultism.

Naval Monte is ranked 288,222^nd in the world and 73^rd in The Bar on the corner of every region for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -15.47 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.