The Republic of Guild Reject Farmer 32 is a massive, orderly nation, remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, avowedly heterosexual populace, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 2.361 billion Guild Reject Farmer 32ians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 70.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Guild Reject Farmer 32ian economy, worth 335 trillion blanks 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, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, 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 an impressive 142,220 blanks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Elections have become procedural nightmares due to voters persistently rejecting candidates, many politicians are serving jail time for minor drug offenses, strange looking men with big red noses are found hiding behind bushes and inside dustbins, and the nation threatens sanctions on islands only visible at low tide. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Guild Reject Farmer 32's national animal is the Shetland Sheepdog.

Guild Reject Farmer 32 is ranked 256,232^nd in the world and 237^th in Guild Communauty field for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring -7.07 on the Clooney Contribution Index.