The Republic of Linaer is a colossal, genial nation, notable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 8.768 billion Linaerians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The enormous, outspoken government is primarily concerned with Healthcare, with Education, Environment, and Administration also on the agenda, while Spirituality is ignored. The average income tax rate is 67.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Linaerian economy, worth 486 trillion deniers a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 55,528 deniers, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Ice-filled coffins are ominously positioned in the corner of every hospital ward, battlefield gains are quickly lost when enemies don't respect a time-out, parents dread their examinations more than their children, and vital intelligence-gathering activities are put on hold as agents return home for seduction training and advanced poker instruction. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Linaer's national animal is the cobra, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Linaer is ranked 182,681^st in the world and 5,971^st in Lazarus for Most Primitive, scoring -72.01 on the Scary Big Number Scale.