The Republic of Phydios is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by President Ross with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, keen interest in outer space, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 25.748 billion Phydiosians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The medium-sized, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sula. The average income tax rate is 68.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Phydiosian economy, worth a remarkable 4,040 trillion quinoes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Information Technology. Average income is an impressive 156,909 quinoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

More sidewalk is dedicated to animals than people, glancing at the car radio display while driving is treated as attempted homicide, the judicial branch is strongly influenced by major corporations, and there is an abondance of ackawi and zartschmelzend in every Phydiosian grocery store. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Phydios's national animal is the jaguar, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Phydios is ranked 6,053^rd in the world and 7^th in Right to Life for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 76.66 on the Kitten Softness Rating.