Location: Antarctic Oasis

Overview • People • Government • Economy • Trend • Analysis

The Evil Talking Heads of BloosCorn is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Homeless Legions with an iron fist, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space. Its compassionate, cynical population of 4.161 billion are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, the Environment, and Defence. It meets every day to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Chevron down the Block. The average income tax rate is 91%, and even higher for the wealthy. The private sector is almost wholly made up of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out.

A government program is underway to revitalize BloosCorn's beaches, psychological disorders are a taboo subject, otherwise healthy people are being sent to internment camps because they have VODAIS, and parents must choose their children's names from a government-mandated master list. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. BloosCorn's national animal is the Fat Cow, which is also the nation's favorite main course, its national religion is Fat Cow Worship, and its currency is the Corn.

BloosCorn is ranked 58th in Antarctic Oasis and 98,872nd in the world for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -7 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.

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NationStates by Max Barry, author of and