The Republic of Not A Hermit is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, frequent executions, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 13.02 billion Not A Hermitians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 40.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Not A Hermitian economy, worth 556 trillion wooden sticks 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, fairly diversified black market in Tourism, Woodchip Exports, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. 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 42,757 wooden sticks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Drunk drivers are sent to rehabilitation paid for by the government, it is illegal to brush crumbs off your clothing outdoors, counselors have to sign pledges supporting gay rights before they can speak to any patients, and radio stations are forbidden to play anything with too much drum or bass. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Not A Hermit's national animal is the deer, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Not A Hermit is ranked 180,596^th in the world and 101^st in Equestria for Safest, scoring 54.44 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.