The Republic of Birch 166 is a massive, orderly nation, notable for its state-planned economy, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 2.668 billion Birch 166ians 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 enormous, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 53.2%.

The sizeable but inefficient Birch 166ian economy, worth 78.0 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, quite specialized black market in Uranium Mining, Trout Farming, Gambling, 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 29,219 leaves, with the richest citizens earning 6.4 times as much as the poorest.

Politicians are losing their jobs in a plan to make the government 'leaner and fitter', write-in candidate 'Leader Sucks' is perennially popular, hell is not always other people, and the destitute in Brasilistan forlornly wait in vain at docks for food shipments that will never arrive. Crime is well under control, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Birch 166's national animal is the tree, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Birch 166 is ranked 185,791^st in the world and 1^st in Gupu for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring -1.41 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.