The People's Republic of Gevaria is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by James P-George with a fair hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, unlimited-speed roads, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, cheerful population of 8.546 billion Gevarians love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, socially-minded, outspoken morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Social Policy. The average income tax rate is 99.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Gevarian economy, worth a remarkable 1,315 trillion pesos a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing and Cheese Exports. Average income is an impressive 153,913 pesos, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

James P-George's told that love often manifests itself through homicidal four-lettered litanies, James P-George's used car is held together by bumper stickers that support the opposition, ersatz chicken has left the nation's citizens with a bad taste in their mouths, and smoking is banned in public areas. Crime is totally unknown. Gevaria's national animal is the turtle, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Gevaria is ranked 276,643^rd in the world and 10,339^th in Balder for Most Primitive, scoring -294.06 on the Scary Big Number Scale.