The Constitutional Monarchy of 90062 is a gargantuan, efficient nation, remarkable for its enslaved workforce, ubiquitous missile silos, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 11.906 billion 90062ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 67.5%.

The frighteningly efficient 90062ian economy, worth a remarkable 2,604 trillion 9003s 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Furniture Restoration, and Woodchip Exports. 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 an amazing 218,782 9003s, with the richest citizens earning 5.3 times as much as the poorest.

Factories place endangered birds in their rafters in pursuit of government protections, renewable energy projects have ground to a halt, passionate nomination battles are often as intense as general elections, and a recent political debate came to a quick close once the ruling party decreed it was "just plain silly". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 90062's national animal is the 9003, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

90062 is ranked 3,798^th in the world and 126^th in Home Sweet 9003 for Largest Timber Woodchipping Industry, scoring 13,789.18 on the Tasmanian Pulp Environmental Export Index.