The Community of Joe Bobs is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Non Navigator Babbs with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, public floggings, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 17.09 billion Bobbians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Edge City. The average income tax rate is 93.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The enormous but inefficient Joe Bobsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,196 trillion bobs a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly comprised of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 70,010 bobs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The working classes live and die on the fields of the farming communes, priceless Maxtopian artwork can often be found in executive bathrooms, the horniness of the great-horned gekko is considered a national priority, and treason is relative. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Joe Bobs's national animal is the gekko, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Joe Bobs is ranked 269,770^th in the world and 11^th in Global Right Alliance for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring -29.7 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.