The Republic of Hakkar the Houndmaster is a massive, genial nation, notable for its daily referendums, smutty television, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.572 billion Hakkar the Houndmasterians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Defense, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 57.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Hakkar the Houndmasterian economy, worth 128 trillion francs 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 black market in Information Technology, Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Trout Farming. 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 81,494 francs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Doctors ask for written consent before making eye contact with patients, the new biography of Leader is subtitled "How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Hate the Bomb", whales in captivity live in little more than glorified goldfish bowls, and public nudity is compulsory. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Hakkar the Houndmaster's national animal is the sheep, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Hakkar the Houndmaster is ranked 61,583^rd in the world and 3^rd in The Burning Legion for Highest Food Quality, scoring 30.38 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.