The Cheeky Tease of Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Sola Sil with a fair hand, and remarkable for its daily referendums, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and lack of airports. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 20.554 billion Phallites and Labianites love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, socially-minded, outspoken government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Environment, Spirituality, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Erogia. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Endocrinean economy, worth a remarkable 4,059 trillion Ejacs a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Basket Weaving industry. Average income is an impressive 197,514 Ejacs, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

All footpaths have tollbooths, the nation has an international reputation for compassion, the police crack down on tax evaders without mercy, and Maxtopian villagers starve by the time Endocrinean officials even file the appropriate paperwork needed to help them. Crime is totally unknown. Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine's national animal is the Peckfeeder, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Erogenicism.

Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine is ranked 149,236^th in the world and 12^th in Rosaceae Sanguinare for Most Authoritarian, with 712.58 milliStalins.