The Republic of Birch 131 is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, frequent executions, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 2.703 billion Birch 131ians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 46.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Birch 131ian economy, worth 22.8 trillion leaves 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 Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, Furniture Restoration, and Automobile Manufacturing. 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 8,446 leaves, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Unsolved crimes are often pinned on veterans with PTSD, blood donations have been banned because of the risk of eternal unrest, the government is pouring money into 'Operation Enduring Democracy', and pieces of groundhog occasionally rain from the sky near the border. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Birch 131's national animal is the tree, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Birch 131 is ranked 155,018^th in the world and 77^th in Primitiveness for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring 308.36 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.