The Republic of Beefwater 64 is a mammoth, efficient nation, renowned for its parental licensing program, ubiquitous missile silos, and keen interest in outer space. The cynical, devout population of 7.48 billion Beefwater 64ians 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, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 39.5%.

The powerhouse Beefwater 64ian economy, worth 548 trillion beefwaters a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 73,275 beefwaters, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

Goldilocks has found a lucrative career as a zoning consultant, construction workers evacuate work sites after finding sharp rocks on the ground, the government regularly reassures citizens that there are no monsters under their beds, and rumours have it that a secret police is responsible for the recent spate of missing persons. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Beefwater 64's national animal is the beefwater, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Beefwater 64 is ranked 27,317^th in the world and 360^th in junk for Largest Black Market, with 80.1 trillion Standard Monetary Units.