The Republic of Javind Mapse is a gargantuan, orderly nation, remarkable for its smutty television, suspicion of poets, and spontaneously combusting cars. The cynical population of 10.067 billion Javind Mapseans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of New Delhi. The average income tax rate is 20.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Javind Mapsean economy, worth 472 trillion Rupees 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, fairly diversified black market in Soda Sales, Trout Farming, Cheese Exports, and Arms 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 46,935 Rupees, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Banning party poppers has been a real party pooper, Javind Mapse successfully hosted the The Holy Church of Roads Olympics, people are bored of easy crossword puzzles, and it is popularly believed that "cheese every day keeps disaster away". Crime, especially youth-related, is a problem, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Javind Mapse's national animal is the Antelope, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Javind Mapse is ranked 240,336^th in the world and 3^rd in The Holy Church of Roads for Safest, scoring 18.01 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.