The Christmas nation of The first Galactic Republic is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Christmas with a fair hand, and remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, public floggings, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 21.766 billion Stockings live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Environment and Law & Order not funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Santa. Income tax is unheard of.

The all-consuming Santa economy, worth a remarkable 4,685 trillion Santas a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Retail, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 215,276 Santas, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,353,572 per year while the poor average 14,423, a ratio of 93.8 to 1.

Chest pains are considered part of the dining experience in Santa restaurants, citizens have to identify all the polar bears in a blizzard photo in order to access their bank account, members of ethnic minorities are more often called "boy" or "girl" than by their actual names, and a PhD just ain't what it used to be. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. The first Galactic Republic's national animal is the Christmas Tree, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Santa.

The first Galactic Republic is ranked 288,400^th in the world and 2^nd in Mad Land of the Mad Madmen for Nicest Citizens, with 0.24 average smiles per day.