The Republic of Rocketfuel6 is a colossal, genial nation, renowned for its pith helmet sales, public floggings, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, devout population of 4.784 billion Rocketfuel6ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 58.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Rocketfuel6ian economy, worth 438 trillion rockets a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Furniture Restoration, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 91,747 rockets, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Talking during class is a gateway to lifelong drug addiction, citizens cannot change their light bulbs without approval from an international committee, Scoutmasters debate whether luxury log cabins defeat the purpose of camping, and the nation has gained millions of new citizens overnight. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rocketfuel6's national animal is the rocket, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rocketfuel6 is ranked 116,708^th in the world and 2^nd in Southricanis Union for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 1,231.25 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.