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 closed borders, zero percent divorce rate, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 20.208 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 96.3%.

The frighteningly efficient so faithful economy, worth a remarkable 3,850 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 190,545 prayers, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

TV shows must meet strict ethnicity quotas, many in NormanJackson are born in the purple, government officials say that if you close your eyes and wish really hard the budget deficit will go away, and priests are being drafted by the church load. 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 231,816^th in the world and 768^th in Europeia for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring -62.93 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.