The Republic of Realitys is a mammoth, orderly nation, remarkable for its smutty television, public floggings, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 7.592 billion Realitysians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 66.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Realitysian economy, worth 519 trillion francs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Book Publishing. Average income is 68,383 francs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Colonial citizens are forced to sing the praise of the "Great Realitysian Liberator", old dogs don't have to learn new tricks but they have to prove they haven't forgotten old ones, the term cold case has taken on a very literal meaning, and inter-species marriages are ignored by the government. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Realitys's national animal is the beaver, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Realitys is ranked 63,685^th in the world and 2^nd in Dimmersun for Largest Governments, scoring 20.62 on the Bureaucratic Comprehensiveness Rating Scale Index.