The Republic of Flopfarm 323 is a massive, efficient nation, renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, ban on automobiles, and otherworldly petting zoo. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.598 billion Flopfarm 323ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 66.4%.

The all-consuming Flopfarm 323ian economy, worth 133 trillion flops a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Basket Weaving, and Uranium Mining. Average income is 83,848 flops, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Dancing with your first cousin is a misdemeanor, visitors to Flopfarm 323 are microchipped and must be escorted by a Flopfarm 323ian soldier - even to the bathroom, the government officially wants you to slow down and speak more clearly, and a positive pregnancy test doubles as a visa. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Flopfarm 323's national animal is the flop, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Flopfarm 323 is ranked 31,106^th in the world and 89^th in Unintelligent Puppet Storage for Nicest Citizens, with 18.96 average smiles per day.