The Tired of game of Svarto is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Viktor Leuroykovich with an iron fist, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, vat-grown people, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 12.251 billion Svartskiye are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Vanamondia. The average income tax rate is 98.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Svartskiy economy, worth a remarkable 3,285 trillion need to stop logging ins 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. 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 an amazing 268,143 need to stop logging ins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

There's a bright dawn ahead for Svarto, signs at the border tell international drivers where they can put their cars, residents of houses built on a foundation of wishful thinking are prone to an odd sinking feeling, and the monarchy has adopted absolute primogeniture. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Svarto's national animal is the fierce hatred of the systems, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Svarto is ranked 336,350^th in the world and 223^rd in The Black Hawks for Most Pacifist, with 3.01 cheeks turned per day.