The Republic of Supportive Parents is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its rampant corporate plagiarism, aversion to nipples, and exploding hoverboards. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 7.792 billion Supportive Parentsians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Industry, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 98.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Supportive Parentsian economy, worth a remarkable 2,305 trillion currencies a year, is highly specialized and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Retail, Gambling, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an amazing 295,929 currencies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.8 times as much as the poorest.

There is something rotten in the state of Supportive Parents, citizens have voted the song "Leader Smells Like An Animal" as their new national anthem, molehills are the only mountains deemed safe enough for the public, and children are often observed making 'sand angels' in bunkers. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Supportive Parents's national animal is the animal, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Supportive Parents is ranked 9,519^th in the world and 4^th in Vickenian experiment containment zone for Nudest, with 1,036.5 cheeks per square mile.