The Democratic Republic of Baxingtull is a huge, cultured nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and soft-spoken computers. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 799 million Baxingtullians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 62.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Baxingtullian economy, worth 124 trillion Eggs 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, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Retail. 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 impressive 155,428 Eggs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.1 times as much as the poorest.

Nobody ever questions the unquestioned rule that questions must always be asked, Leader spends weekends doing the laundry of foreign leaders, high school boys are required to pass vigorous self-mastery and sensitivity training to graduate, and beating enemies to death with a baseball bat is legal if done within nine innings. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Baxingtull's national animal is the Porpoise Chicken Dinosaur Creature, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Baxingtull is ranked 14,379^th in the world and 221^st in the South Pacific for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 7,967.94 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.