The Republic of Rocketfuel33 is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its soft-spoken computers, disturbing lack of elderly people, and public floggings. The compassionate, devout population of 4.695 billion Rocketfuel33ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 59.2%.

The thriving Rocketfuel33ian economy, worth 326 trillion Rocketfuels 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 slick, highly efficient black market in Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. 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 69,549 Rocketfuels, with the richest citizens earning 7.0 times as much as the poorest.

Commuters are denied boarding for attempting to bring packed lunches onto trains, clerics are taught that silence is golden and duct tape is silver, artists from across the nation compete to renovate the restrooms of old government buildings, and government police forces protect public schools from the threat of protest. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rocketfuel33's national animal is the Rocketfuel, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rocketfuel33 is ranked 271,295^th in the world and 208^th in Voidwolf for Most Cultured, scoring 59 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.