The Corporate Republic of Cheesecakeastan is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by President Thomas de Reptar with a fair hand, and remarkable for its strictly enforced bedtime, daily referendums, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, devout population of 13.294 billion Cheesecakeastanians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, corrupt, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cheesecakeopia. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Cheesecakeastanian economy, worth a remarkable 2,967 trillion Cakians a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 223,243 Cakians, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Glamping Cheesecakeastanians won't sleep in a tent that doesn't include a Jacuzzi, internet sites are legally unable to stop their users from posting pornography, the native owl population is in permanent hibernation, and annual Formula One races bring the capital to a screeching halt. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Cheesecakeastan's national animal is the Golden Eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Cheesecakeastan is ranked 3,069^th in the world and 2^nd in Thaecia for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 7,489.42 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.