The Republic of Ostrovi is a mammoth, pleasant nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 6.61 billion Ostrovians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The minute government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Education, although Welfare, Social Policy, and Public Transport are also considered important, while Environment and International Aid aren't funded at all. The average income tax rate is 7.0%.

The Ostrovian economy, worth 154 trillion francs 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, quite specialized black market in Information Technology, Cheese Exports, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Arms Manufacturing. 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 23,344 francs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

People reciting Shakespeare have become a common sight, small children are learning a lot of new words from a teacher with Tourette Syndrome, the nation's prisons are touted as the best weight loss programs money can't buy, and beating enemies to death with a baseball bat is legal if done within nine innings. Crime is a problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Ostrovi's national animal is the beaver, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Ostrovi is ranked 235,504^th in the world and 41^st in Lassa for Nicest Citizens, with 8.23 average smiles per day.