The Republic of Terrible Farming Nation 1101 is a massive, socially progressive nation, notable for its ritual sacrifices and infamous sell-swords. The quiet, industrious population of 2.082 billion Terrible Farming Nation 1101ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 31.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Terrible Farming Nation 1101ian economy, worth 86.8 trillion terrible monies a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Trout Farming, Woodchip Exports, and Soda Sales. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 41,675 terrible monies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

Public loudspeakers constantly tell citizens they are "happy people", Terrible Farming Nation 1101ians incessantly needle their doctors for relief, small children are learning a lot of new words from a teacher with Tourette Syndrome, and sex changes are routinely performed at Terrible Farming Nation 1101's hospitals. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Terrible Farming Nation 1101's national animal is the terrible animal.

Terrible Farming Nation 1101 is ranked 121,567^th in the world and 5,779^th in Balder for Most Beautiful Environments, with 537.91 pounds of wildlife per square mile.