The Republic of 9006 is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Max berry with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ban on automobiles, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 14.177 billion Maxians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 72.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient 9006ian economy, worth a remarkable 2,045 trillion Rums a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 144,295 Rums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

More and more people are signing up for the government party, dream holidays often go awry, the steaks are too high for ambassadors to butcher foreign relationships, and corporations feel proud all year round. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 9006's national animal is the Rum, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Flema.

9006 is ranked 256,324^th in the world and 649^th in The Wellspring for Most Beautiful Environments, with 187.33 pounds of wildlife per square mile.