The Township of Junitaki-cho is a colossal, genial nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, hatred of cheese, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic population of 9.381 billion Junitaki are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Environment, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Bifuka. The average income tax rate is 84.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Junitaki economy, worth 807 trillion wools a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly comprised of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 86,027 wools, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Libraries are now installed with jacuzzis and mini-bars, children crying over dropped ice creams are offered high doses of experimental antidepressants, the nation's counterintelligence budget is all up in the air, and community organizers have given up going door to door because nobody is home. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Junitaki-cho's national animal is the sheep, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Junitaki-cho is ranked 69,785^th in the world and 219^th in Refugia for Most Cultured, scoring 69 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.