The Republic of Thorn350 is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its public floggings, state-planned economy, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 2.74 billion Thorn350ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 69.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Thorn350ian economy, worth 341 trillion pounds 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, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Basket Weaving. 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 an impressive 124,689 pounds, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 451,718 per year while the poor average 24,538, a ratio of 18.4 to 1.

Punk-rockers and girl-bands are united in their loss of fashion statements, school teachers check the staff room for hidden webcams before complaining about rebellious students, consumption of cat memes has skyrocketed, and enemy combatants are presumed guilty until proven innocent. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Thorn350's national animal is the beaver, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Thorn350 is ranked 104,643^rd in the world and 1,603^rd in Suspicious for Highest Food Quality, scoring 22.2 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.