The Republic of Belonias is a very large, genial nation, renowned for its absence of drug laws, devotion to social welfare, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic population of 188 million Beloniasians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 64.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but sluggish Beloniasian economy, worth 4.31 trillion Euros 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 a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Book Publishing, Pizza Delivery, Uranium Mining, and Automobile Manufacturing. 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 22,914 Euros, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government tries to improve relations with hostile countries by sending gift baskets, a traveller who once stubbed a toe on an Air Brancaland flight has been offered asylum, Scoutmasters debate whether luxury log cabins defeat the purpose of camping, and dinner parties often end in politically charged fist fights. Crime is totally unknown. Belonias's national animal is the Cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Belonias is ranked 51,875^th in the world and 170^th in Carcassonne for Safest, scoring 102.1 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.