The Democratic Republic of Mapico is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Leafy with an even hand, and remarkable for its public floggings, pith helmet sales, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate population of 15.207 billion Mapicoans are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rain. The average income tax rate is 95.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Mapicoan economy, worth a remarkable 2,796 trillion Maps a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 183,879 Maps, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Bemused citizens are encouraged to sing foreign-language hymns of religions they have never heard of, students select colleges based on wi-fi quality, nearby bird nests prompt wind turbine shutdowns, and the government invades its allies more than its enemies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mapico's national animal is the Tiger, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Mapico is ranked 303,903^rd in the world and 4,071^st in the South Pacific for Fattest Citizens, with 3.59 Obesity Rate.