The Spiritual Community of NormanJackson is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Supreme Master Overlord for All Time with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ritual sacrifices, anti-smoking policies, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 19.268 billion faithfuls are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Defense, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of T'e Old'e Town. The average income tax rate is 96.2%.

The frighteningly efficient so faithful economy, worth a remarkable 3,642 trillion prayers a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Basket Weaving industry. Average income is an impressive 189,055 prayers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Mountains of VHS tapes of police actions are stacking up in the National Library, diminutive so faithful generals are feared for their aggressiveness, bands of paramedics walk the streets looking for suspicious medical activity, and patriotic citizens chant "there's only one NormanJackson" at foreigners. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. NormanJackson's national animal is the parish priest, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Romanism.

NormanJackson is ranked 206,139^th in the world and 1,027^th in Europeia for Most Avoided, scoring 0.24 on the Kardashian Reflex Score.