The Republic of Bluejack is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its flagrant waste-dumping, public floggings, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 8.029 billion Bluejackians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Law & Order, with Industry also on the agenda, while Education and Environment receive no funds. The average income tax rate is 98.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Bluejackian economy, worth a remarkable 2,159 trillion currencies a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, broadly diversified black market in 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 269,009 currencies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Bluejackians are free from pain - but the side effects include loss of individual thought and freedom, the nation's apology for those it has executed in the last year has come a little late for some, people forget to eat because they are too busy singing Leader's praises, and Jack Russells have proven to be terrible spies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. Bluejack's national animal is the animal, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Bluejack is ranked 36,951^st in the world and 2^nd in Vickenian experiment containment zone for Most Pacifist, with 109.46 cheeks turned per day.