The Armed Republic of Eliffsti is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its zero percent divorce rate, otherworldly petting zoo, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 560 million Eliffstians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 63.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Eliffstian economy, worth 34.1 trillion marks 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 a large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 60,843 marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Diners regard burgers made from mechanically reclaimed cow protein as "proper meat", the institution of marriage is held sacred and strictly enforced, the only film released this month was "Prayervengers: Heresy War", and the words 'private' and 'enterprise' must never appear in the same sentence. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Eliffsti's national animal is the turtle, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Eliffsti is ranked 193,941^st in the world and 379^th in A Taco Paradise for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 44.38 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.