The Waiting Room of RD 66 is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by Riddley Walker with a fair hand, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, punitive income tax rates, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic population of 6.852 billion RD 66ians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pysilcocibin City. The average income tax rate is 57.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The large but sluggish RD 66ian economy, worth 168 trillion Pennies 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 slick, highly efficient black market in Information Technology, Pizza Delivery, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Woodchip Exports. 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 24,611 Pennies, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

All guns must be registered, the poor are often seen pale and dizzy after selling their blood to make ends meet, RD 66 recently hosted the least successful trade negotiations since The Phantom Menace, and stray dogs and children root through the trash for snacks. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. RD 66's national animal is the Penguin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans, and its national religion is Fairy Tales.

RD 66 is ranked 300,193^rd in the world and 2^nd in Capitalist Republics for Highest Average Incomes, with 24,611.99 Standard Monetary Units.