The Great Republic of Keventle is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by The Senate and Consul Favalo Zervas with a fair hand, and remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, strictly enforced bedtime, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 22.16 billion Keventlions are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The minute government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Arusage. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Keventlion economy, worth a remarkable 7,064 trillion Verneses a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 318,806 Verneses, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Political spontaneity takes a lot of planning, meetings involving club finances are frequently broken up by men in black suits, news headlines suggest that The Senate and Consul Favalo Zervas has a sideline in guinea pig pimping, and several inches are being added to first class seating. Crime is totally unknown. Keventle's national animal is the Lion, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Catholicism.

Keventle is ranked 134,751^st in the world and 234^th in The Black Hawks for Lowest Crime Rates, with 62.28 law-abiding acts per hour.