The Republic of 900145 is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.641 billion 900145ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 66.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient 900145ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,140 trillion 9003s 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, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Uranium Mining, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Cheese 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 an impressive 149,304 9003s, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Citizens simply have to point a weapon at a government official to get what they want, among slaves 'bastard' is an honorific rather than an insult, '9003nado 6: You Gotta Be Kidding Me' is this summer's top-grossing movie, and a PhD just ain't what it used to be. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, despite the fact that it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many laws. 900145's national animal is the 9003, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

900145 is ranked 9,635^th in the world and 37^th in Big Farma for Most Patriotic, with 64.58 flags saluted per person per day.