The Red Republic of Pertsjan is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by Chairman Artyenki with a fair hand, and renowned for its compulsory military service, compulsory vegetarianism, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 8.949 billion Pertsjanians 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 enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tolbhuran. The average income tax rate is 98.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Pertsjanian economy, worth a remarkable 1,463 trillion Virtual Gold Bars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 163,524 Virtual Gold Bars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The Smalltopian embassy doubles as an electoral campaign headquarters, passwords to nuclear codes must now contain upper and lower case characters, the voyages of obsolete star-trekking satellites on deliberate escape orbits are only just beginning, and from the highest mountain to the deepest cave - one can always count on finding a good cell signal in Pertsjan. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pertsjan's national animal is the Ghost of Karl Marx, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Pertsjan is ranked 2,196^th in the world and 17^th in The Internationale for Lowest Crime Rates, with 129.35 Law-abiding Acts Per Hour.