The Republic of The woods are is a gargantuan, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, restrictive gun laws, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 10.363 billion woods areans 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 large, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 47.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but sluggish woods arean economy, worth 231 trillion ergerergs 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 Trout Farming, Automobile Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Cheese Exports. 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 22,353 ergerergs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

It is illegal to make racist remarks in public, the country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, the nation is ravaged by daily union strikes, and the experimental sculpture "Overtures In Dried Ergerg Dung" has been declared a national treasure. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The woods are's national animal is the ergerg, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

The woods are is ranked 232,202^nd in the world and 8,609^th in Lazarus for Highest Food Quality, scoring 9.07 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.