The Republic of Terrible farming nation 523 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, digital currency, and feral children. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 3.111 billion Terrible farming nation 523ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. The average income tax rate is 65.0%.

The powerhouse Terrible farming nation 523ian economy, worth 217 trillion terrible monies a year, is quite specialized and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 69,885 terrible monies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's youth would rather watch paint dry than the news, former stunt pilots are unable to pass the licence test to fly a drone, scenic beaches are now protected by massive concrete walls, and the country is rumored to be a Brancalandian puppet state. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Terrible farming nation 523's national animal is the terrible animal, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Terrible farming nation 523 is ranked 45,074^th in the world and 1,100^th in the Rejected Realms for Most Patriotic, with 29.77 flags saluted per person per day.