The Holy Empire of FurQ2 is a gargantuan, efficient nation, remarkable for its ban on automobiles, keen interest in outer space, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 45.995 billion FurQ2ians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 33.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient FurQ2ian economy, worth an astonishing 16,137 trillion Furks 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. 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 an amazing 350,860 Furks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

Tweenage nobles order army regiments to do their homework for them, FurQ2ian tourists are banned from many nations due to their tendency to randomly explode, the nation has always been at war with Bigtopia, and the nation's atlases tend to go out of date every few weeks. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. FurQ2's national animal is the Frank, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

FurQ2 is ranked 476^th in the world and 1^st in Galts Gulch for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring 15,419.39 on the Hickory Productivity Index.