The Protectorate of Junna Inoue is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its ban on automobiles, avowedly heterosexual populace, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 7.686 billion Junna Inoueans 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 65.0%.

The large but inefficient Junna Inouean economy, worth 289 trillion lempiras 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 large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Pizza Delivery, Trout Farming, and Woodchip Exports. 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 37,729 lempiras, with the richest citizens earning 6.0 times as much as the poorest.

Death row inmates cower in fear at the phrase "one-year anniversary", lifelong celibates are surprised to receive government-issue condoms in the post, people who stay late at the office often come home to find their own funeral being planned, and it's not only teenagers who mess around with fake IDs. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Junna Inoue's national animal is the turul, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Junna Inoue is ranked 103,735^th in the world and 775^th in Artificial Solar System for Lowest Crime Rates, with 65.43 law-abiding acts per hour.