The Republic of Dropon Inn is a titanic, orderly nation, remarkable for its compulsory vegetarianism, fear of technology, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 11.04 billion Dropon Innians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 65.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Dropon Innian economy, worth a remarkable 1,285 trillion Bucks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 116,423 Bucks, with the richest citizens earning 6.7 times as much as the poorest.

The delay between passed legislation and real world implementation is often a decade or longer, scaffolding is built around scaffolding to give safe access, leather-clad individuals can be seen walking their slaves in public parks, and citizens wishing to leave the country must surrender half their wealth to the government. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Dropon Inn's national animal is the Doe, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Dropon Inn is ranked 90,269^th in the world and 2^nd in Bellview for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 2,593.96 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.