The Republic of Bealands is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Beatrix with a fair hand, and notable for its pith helmet sales, smutty television, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic population of 3.679 billion Bealanders 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.

The large, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Chad. The average income tax rate is 73.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Bealandsian economy, worth 363 trillion Euros a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 98,912 Euros, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Conspiracy theorists allege Chad's new subway map resembles Satanic symbols, heavy industry must go to expensive lengths to dispose of waste, tax-payers are funding ever more extravagant movie projects, and the nation's only university is the School of Hard Knocks. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Bealands's national animal is the Banshee, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Bealands is ranked 55,482^nd in the world and 165^th in Europe for Most Extreme, scoring 30.46 on the Paul-Nader Subjective Decentrality Index.