The Democratic Republic of Moon2 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, public floggings, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, democratic population of 2.393 billion Moon2ians enjoy great social freedoms and frequent elections, where the majority of the populace regularly votes to increase its benefits at the expense of various hapless minorities.

The large, moralistic, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Healthcare, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 43.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Moon2ian economy, worth 15.3 trillion albums 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, quite specialized black market in Basket Weaving, Cheese Exports, Automobile Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. 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 6,392 albums, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The letters L, G, and B must never be grouped together, the country is rumored to be a Brancalandian puppet state, foreign leaders who don't applaud Leader's speeches are regarded as enemies of Moon2, and soldiers with colourful mohawks make themselves perfect targets for snipers. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Moon2's national animal is the album, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Moon2 is ranked 241,836^th in the world and 1,440^th in TPFKAQ for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring -16.12 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.