The Autocratic Republic of Vexilia is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by President Teethy Phoenix with an iron fist, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, strictly enforced bedtime, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 9.348 billion Vexilians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Phoenix. The average income tax rate is 98.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Vexilian economy, worth a remarkable 3,298 trillion Pounds 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 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 an amazing 352,826 Pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A well-funded social safety net protects the unfortunate, the dish 'poisson avec poison' is only available on the black market, cremation is compulsory for the deceased, and politicians are often seen with soldiers pointing guns at their heads. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vexilia's national animal is the Orca, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Vexilia is ranked 1,582^nd in the world and 56^th in The North Pacific for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring 7,133.88 on the Societal Mobility Rating.