The Republic of Jonathan Swift is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, prohibition of alcohol, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 1.14 billion Jonathan Swiftians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The large, moralistic, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 47.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Jonathan Swiftian economy, worth 48.7 trillion Satires 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 black market in Information Technology, Basket Weaving, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Furniture Restoration. 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 42,688 Satires, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Loss of the ability to speak is a common affliction of the elderly, factories are regularly demolished to make way for low-cost housing areas, large-girthed charity workers assign themselves healthy wages for their work with starving children, and at customs baggage gets an x-ray and female travelers get an ultrasound. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Jonathan Swift's national animal is the Satyr, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Jonathan Swift is ranked 158,123^rd in the world and 13^th in The Cuckoos Egg for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 4,883.26 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.