The Federative Republic of Sinferopol is a mammoth, cultured nation, ruled by Mr Bill NK with an even hand, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, complete lack of prisons, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed population of 7.099 billion Sinferopolians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ascencion. The average income tax rate is 83.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Sinferopolian economy, worth a remarkable 1,329 trillion Petruses a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 187,269 Petruses, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Scientists on maritime expeditions return with a healthy glow, politicians can be condescending (which by the way means "showing an attitude of patronising superiority"), it turns out that trees grow on Petruses, and trust-fund babies line up for places in community college. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Sinferopol's national animal is the leopard, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Sinferopol is ranked 292,011^th in the world and 261^st in The Sacred Elite for Nicest Citizens, with 0.67 average smiles per day.