The Republic of West Ravayale is a huge, genial nation, notable for its national health service, frequent executions, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, democratic population of 812 million West Ravayaleans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 65.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving West Ravayalean economy, worth 64.0 trillion vulpeses a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is dominated by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 78,868 vulpeses, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Invasive drug testing is now performed at elementary school sports days, modelling agencies send their clients to work in nursing homes, senior executives have become freelance basket-weavers in search of less stress and better work-life balance, and ministers browse Alright! magazine for fashion tips. Crime is totally unknown. West Ravayale's national animal is the fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

West Ravayale is ranked 51,272^nd in the world and 1,160^th in the Rejected Realms for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 144.78 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.