The People's Republic of Goodnamesarerare is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Leader with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 43.049 billion Goodnamesarerareans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Goodnamesarerare City. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Goodnamesarerarean economy, worth an astonishing 24,524 trillion shrubs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Information Technology. Average income is a breathtaking 569,678 shrubs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

East Lebatuck tests its moon rovers in the barren wasteland of rural Goodnamesarerare, the military has gone fission for more funding, business meetings across the country are interrupted by the sound of squeaking whoopee-cushions, and teachers are dying as they attempt to read 500 word essays without pausing for breath. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Goodnamesarerare's national animal is the chupacabra, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Goodnamesarerare is ranked 36,874^th in the world and 929^th in The East Pacific for Most Income Equality, scoring 68.23 on the Marx-Engels Emancipation Scale.