The Republic of P293 is a very large, genial nation, remarkable for its enslaved workforce, ubiquitous missile silos, and disturbing lack of elderly people. The compassionate population of 412 million P293ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 48.3%.

The P293ian economy, worth 28.5 trillion złoties 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 slick, highly efficient black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 69,084 złoties, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 269,229 per year while the poor average 12,106, a ratio of 22.2 to 1.

Schoolchildren are divided over Leader's "Why Tigers are Cooler than Lions" speech, trolls insist that strings of racial slurs mean "good morning" in obscure languages, citizens wishing to be parents must undertake a series of gruelling tests to evaluate their capabilities, and mantis shrimp studies is academia's fastest-growing field. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. P293's national animal is the python, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

P293 is ranked 176,405^th in the world and 1,130^th in the Rejected Realms for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 35,716.87 Standard Monetary Units.