The Free Land of Birch 37 is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its frequent executions, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 3.024 billion Birch 37ians 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, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Public Transport. The average income tax rate is 51.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Birch 37ian economy, worth 41.8 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, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Uranium Mining, and Tourism. 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 13,836 leaves, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Childish pranks are no laughing matter, "It was only a joke" is no longer a defense for the felony of discrimination, nuclear warheads are frequently launched into space as a warning to invading meteoroids, and young people avoid opening doors for the elderly with impunity. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Birch 37's national animal is the tree, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Birch 37 is ranked 140,897^th in the world and 67^th in Primitiveness for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring 505 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.