The Communes of Autonomous Land is a gargantuan, cultured nation, notable for its museums and concert halls, absence of drug laws, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 12.87 billion Icarians 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 enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Anarres. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Icarian economy, worth a remarkable 2,575 trillion Soviets 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 Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Information Technology. Average income is an amazing 200,150 Soviets, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Giggling elementary school newspaper reporters want to know why Leader is a silly poophead, fixing attendance at women's matches is a matter of "when they go low, we go high... funding", government bureaucrats shut down teenage yard-raking businesses for being counter-revolutionary, and the nation's beloved 'good-natured doormat' is inundated by begging letters. Crime is totally unknown. Autonomous Land's national animal is the Puma, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Autonomous Land is ranked 460^th in the world and 4^th in The Internationale for Most Pacifist, with 256.02 cheeks turned per day.