The Republic of Terrible farming nation 380 is a massive, efficient nation, notable for its soft-spoken computers, zero percent divorce rate, and free-roaming dinosaurs. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 3.019 billion Terrible farming nation 380ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 46.2%.

The all-consuming Terrible farming nation 380ian economy, worth 267 trillion terrible monies 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 large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Tourism, Information Technology, Arms 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 88,764 terrible monies, with the richest citizens earning 7.9 times as much as the poorest.

Criminals lock themselves in their mums' basements to avoid prison, extraordinary tribunals try accused financial criminals, diplomatic fallout tends to be much more dangerous than radioactive fallout, and the government keeps introducing new foreign species to combat the previous ones it has introduced. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Terrible farming nation 380's national animal is the terrible animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Terrible farming nation 380 is ranked 275,806^th in the world and 10,327^th in Balder for Highest Food Quality, scoring 6.31 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.