The Republic of 9006 is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by TNP with an iron fist, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 12.234 billion NPAers 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, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 68.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient 9006ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,744 trillion Rums a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 142,591 Rums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Antacids top everyone's Maxxmas list, the army consists of only generals and grunts, the tomato-covered corpses that decorate the nation's cities are a favourite amongst morbid tourists, and asking 'a penny for your thoughts?' draws law enforcement response. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a 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 21,439^th in the world and 74^th in The Wellspring for Most Primitive, scoring 83.48 on the Scary Big Number Scale.