The Nation formally by the name of 9003 is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by The Zombie Goblin with an iron fist, and notable for its unlimited-speed roads, complete lack of prisons, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 18.84 billion public filth 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 tiny, corrupt, well-organized government is dominated by the Department of Defense, although Industry and Administration are also considered important, while Environment and Welfare aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Angband. The average income tax rate is 1.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Slave to the man economy, worth a remarkable 5,647 trillion gold bars 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, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Retail. 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 amazing 299,735 gold bars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

The "Dreadnowt" is the pride and joy of the Slave To The Man Navy, students in 9003's schools rarely attend their classes, foreigners are treated with great suspicion, and frat-house partying has become the national pastime. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. 9003's national animal is the human, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is 9002ism.

9003 is ranked 234,180^th in the world and 9,296^th in The North Pacific for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -20.64 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.