The People's Republic of The Raymish Empire is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Chairman RRW with an even hand, and notable for its pith helmet sales, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, humorless population of 29 billion Raymishes are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Raymish Command Bunker. The income tax rate is 100%.

The enormous but underdeveloped Raymish Empirean economy, worth a remarkable 2,643 trillion raymish credits a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector, which is extremely specialized, is mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Cheese Exports. Average income is 91,138 raymish credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government has officially clarified that "wee on your hands to save time" does not count as proper hygiene, a rolling news ticker tape of disclaimers runs across the bottom of the screen on all TV shows, the song 'They Got an Awful Lot of Coffee in The Raymish Empire' is a smash hit, and 'To Regulate And Beyond' is the unofficial motto of the Raymish Empirean Space Agency. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Raymish Empire's national animal is the Killer Penguin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

The Raymish Empire is ranked 286,925^th in the world and 55^th in Stargate for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -11.42 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.