The Socialist People's Republic of Myhomecountry is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by no one with an iron fist, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 7.874 billion Myhomecountryians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Capital. The average income tax rate is 72.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Myhomecountryian economy, worth a remarkable 1,738 trillion Papers 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 Retail, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Gambling. 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 amazing 220,728 Papers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.7 times as much as the poorest.

International trade can be a pain to deal with, the government props up questionable pizza establishments in the name of health, loss of the ability to speak is a common affliction of the elderly, and the police crack down on tax evaders without mercy. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Myhomecountry's national animal is the Tick, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Atheism.

Myhomecountry is ranked 273,930^th in the world and 5,116^th in the South Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 35.59 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.