The Republic of Not the ARB is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Barrell Tamus with an iron fist, and remarkable for its national health service, free-roaming dinosaurs, and compulsory gun ownership. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 13.823 billion Not the ARBians 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 large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The D of C. The average income tax rate is 80.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Not the ARBian economy, worth a remarkable 2,591 trillion dollars a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, Basket Weaving, and Retail. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 187,459 dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

A light breeze is enough to make Barrell Tamus fold, the thrash metal version of the national anthem is topping charts, 'Abstinence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder' is a common school motto, and cash-strapped Not the ARBians scour their bodies for fortuitous zits. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Not the ARB's national animal is the bald eagle, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is The Order of Violet.

Not the ARB is ranked 164,251^st in the world and 5^th in Department of Labor for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 658.36 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.