The Consulate of Solviet Orion is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by Premier Consul Ivan Ludovic with an iron fist, and remarkable for its flagrant waste-dumping, pith helmet sales, and unlimited-speed roads. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 7.782 billion Solviet Orionians are ruled with an iron fist by the socialist government, which grants its people the freedom to do whatever they like so long as it doesn't involve getting richer than anybody else or challenging the government.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Viridis. The average income tax rate is 65.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Solviet Orionian economy, worth a remarkable 1,528 trillion Golden Mites a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 196,353 Golden Mites, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Public footpaths are being slowly eroded by the burgeoning number of ramblers, forgetting to pay your annual passport bill is a leading cause of deportations, meat prices are soaring as the farming industry struggle under government-imposed restrictions, and the country has been 'going shopping' by annexing nearby nations for their resources. Crime is totally unknown. Solviet Orion's national animal is the Canaan dog, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Solviet Orion is ranked 285,810^th in the world and 6,095^th in The North Pacific for Most Primitive, scoring -465.26 on the Scary Big Number Scale.