The Republic of Cyclopropylmescaline is a gargantuan, efficient nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ritual sacrifices, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 13.345 billion Cyclopropylmescalineans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 41.4%.

The powerhouse Cyclopropylmescalinean economy, worth a remarkable 1,036 trillion francs a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 77,656 francs, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 402,731 per year while the poor average 8,113, a ratio of 49.6 to 1.

The explosive fireball of the disintegrating space shuttle has devastated Cape Cyclopropylmescaline, drugs containing the compound "oleum de serpens" are being sold to cancer patients, agricultural employees work for peanuts, and dealers go from pushing drugs to pushing up daisies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Cyclopropylmescaline's national animal is the bison, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Cyclopropylmescaline is ranked 160,002^nd in the world and 3,072^nd in Artificial Solar System for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 831.52 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.