The Mysterious Black Hole of Roless is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The High Queen of Roless with an even hand, and renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, ban on automobiles, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 16.172 billion Rolessians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government is effectively ruled by the Department of Defense, with Law & Order also on the agenda, while International Aid and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Atchta. The average income tax rate is 99.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Rolessian economy, worth a remarkable 8,957 trillion Rezzats 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing and Information Technology. 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 553,910 Rezzats, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Veterans' meet-ups involve a lot of tail sniffing, the army lives rent-free in foreigners' heads and houses, military spending is on the increase, and high-income earners pay a 100% tax rate. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Roless's national animal is the Funky Badger, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Funkyism.

Roless is ranked 307,071^st in the world and 290^th in Forest for Nicest Citizens, with 0.07 average smiles per day.