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“Always fighting crime -- especially youth-related.”

The Weed Choked Lawn of A mean old man is a massive, safe nation, ruled by a tired and angry old fart with an even hand, and notable for its parental licensing program. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 3.466 billion 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."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Defence, Law & Order, and the Environment. It meets every day to discuss matters of state in the capital city of the world. The average income tax rate is 100%. The private sector is almost wholly made up of enterprising fourteen-year-old boys selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out.

Birds and children's kites are regularly brought down by anti-aircraft fire, ethnic minorities are often refused admission to some of the nation's best schools, citizens live in superstitious fear of the mysterious glowing clouds that float over A mean old man, and corporations are either above the law or corrupting it. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. A mean old man's national animal is the really old cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, its national religion is forgotten, and its currency is the colostomy bag.

A mean old man is ranked 3rd in the region and 1,484th in the world for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector.