The Republic of Gasoline Rainbows is a gargantuan, orderly nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 16.412 billion Gasoline Rainbowsians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 24.6%.

The thriving Gasoline Rainbowsian economy, worth 756 trillion dollars a year, is quite specialized and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Automobile Manufacturing, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 46,064 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 6.5 times as much as the poorest.

'Mountain Doobie' is widely regarded as the nation's favourite drink, the nation's diplomatic missives are now delivered via sniper rifle, a government program is underway to revitalize Gasoline Rainbows's beaches, and military geniuses responsible for brilliant campaigns are drummed out because they have close same-sex friends and an interest in interior design. Crime is almost non-existent, thanks to a very well-funded police force. Gasoline Rainbows's national animal is the unicorn, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Gasoline Rainbows is ranked 173,959^th in the world and 771^st in NationStates for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 55.23 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.