The Most Serene Republic of Rash is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by Mike with an iron fist, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, remarkably easy parental licensing program, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 1.203 billion Rashians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cathedra. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 23.0%.

The thriving Rashian economy, worth 108 trillion Rashes a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Pizza Delivery. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 89,817 Rashes, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 330,153 per year while the poor average 17,278, a ratio of 19.1 to 1.

Mike has been self-declared as the Most Supreme Magnificent Overlord of Everything You Ever Saw, the new foreign policy is "why bother invading neighbours when they can be bought wholesale?", graffiti artists spend lengthy periods of time in jail, and drill sergeants yell in the ears of bespectacled nerds in cybermilitary "reboot camps". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rash's national animal is the Cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Rash is ranked 117,057^th in the world and 8^th in The Slumber for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 1,843.68 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.