The Principality of Miavin is a very large, genial nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic population of 104 million Miavinians 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 relatively small, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Education, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 15.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Miavinian economy, worth 4.44 trillion Miav Lendors a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Cheese Exports, Book Publishing, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 42,725 Miav Lendors, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Foreign nations often blame poverty and terrorism on Miavinian selfishness, children grow up long before the paperwork for their lemonade stands can be sorted out, the military is recruiting war criminals to join its weapons research teams, and every workday begins with group therapy. Crime is totally unknown. Miavin's national animal is the Owl, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Miavin is ranked 76,898^th in the world and 256^th in Carcassonne for Safest, scoring 91.46 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.