The Republic of Grim Death is a massive, orderly nation, notable for its state-planned economy, hatred of cheese, and punitive income tax rates. The cynical population of 2.409 billion Grim Deathians 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 57.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Grim Deathian economy, worth 19.2 trillion rubledollars 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 Retail, Information Technology, Automobile Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. 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 7,952 rubledollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Grim Death's national animal is the hawk.

Grim Death is ranked 264,593^rd in the world and 8,166^th in Suspicious for Highest Food Quality, scoring 7.06 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.