The Republic of Rocketfuel28 is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its closed borders, infamous sell-swords, and keen interest in outer space. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 4.811 billion Rocketfuel28ians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 65.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Rocketfuel28ian economy, worth 352 trillion rocketfuels 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 slick, highly efficient black market in Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Information Technology. 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 73,175 rocketfuels, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Half-submerged and flooded seaside hotels are technically still next to the beach, voting for pro-Bigtopian candidates is voluntary, all facts are created equal, and the state-controlled media salutes those about to spy. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rocketfuel28's national animal is the rocketfuel, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rocketfuel28 is ranked 247,408^th in the world and 141^st in House Boucher for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -4.2 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.