The Republic of Raul35 is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its public floggings, prohibition of alcohol, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.904 billion Raul35ians 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 government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 61.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Raul35ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,986 trillion marks 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, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Uranium Mining. 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 251,270 marks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.7 times as much as the poorest.

Leader spends weekends doing the laundry of foreign leaders, all government communication requires the imprimatur of the Truth Police, dealers go from pushing drugs to pushing up daisies, and if you go into the woods today you're sure of a big surprise. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Raul35's national animal is the kiwi, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Raul35 is ranked 279,383^rd in the world and 10,551^st in Balder for Most Primitive, scoring -330.26 on the Scary Big Number Scale.