The Revolution of Punk is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its parental licensing program, ritual sacrifices, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 19.361 billion Punkians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 73.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Punkian economy, worth a remarkable 2,893 trillion Golds 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 a large, well-organized, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 149,446 Golds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

In the mighty jungle the lion once again sleeps tonight, the digital money revolution has cashed out, Scrabble champions have been left scrambling for scraps, and the state-controlled media salutes those about to spy. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Punk's national animal is the Elephant, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Punk is ranked 171,879^th in the world and 4^th in punk for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 459.9 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.