The Community of Wintyrill is a massive, genial nation, notable for its rum-swilling pirates, anti-smoking policies, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic population of 2.095 billion Wintyrillians 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.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 97.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Wintyrillian economy, worth 235 trillion silvyrs a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism. State-owned companies are the norm. Average income is an impressive 112,278 silvyrs, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Elementary school students are required to master Bach's Chaconne in D before graduation, the nation has nearly as many history museums as Wintyrillians, the Coast Guard is pioneering a quixotic program to train fish, and murderers with law degrees can be seen swinging the gavel in courts. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Wintyrill's national animal is the rat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wintyrill is ranked 5,628^th in the world and 59^th in The Leftist Assembly for Most Beautiful Environments, with 2,203.42 pounds of wildlife per square mile.