The People's Republic of Caizbeice is a colossal, genial nation, remarkable for its zero percent divorce rate, ubiquitous missile silos, and suspicion of poets. The cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.108 billion Caizbeiceans 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 relatively small, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 23.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Caizbeicean economy, worth a remarkable 1,904 trillion Fauzjhiauxes a year, is fairly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 267,955 Fauzjhiauxes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

Property owners are terrified of pigeons nesting in their buildings, scientists are researching the best way to kill off humanity to prevent catastrophic war, clumsy self-injury is a viable claim in modern compensation culture, and the government regrets to say that it is forced to make cuts to citizens. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Caizbeice's national animal is the Cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Caizbeice is ranked 22,020^th in the world and 8^th in Sauzsialislhe Canazbha for Most Subsidized Industry, scoring 6,783.23 on the Gilded Widget Scale.