The Republic of Brainwave is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its closed borders, soft-spoken computers, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.936 billion Brainwaveans 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 large, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Smart City Place Thing. The average income tax rate is 72.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Brainwavean economy, worth 582 trillion Energies that are Surreals a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Basket Weaving. Average income is an impressive 118,027 Energies that are Surreals, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Funeral directors are frequently looking at their watches during funerals, the 'sing-a-long with Leader' album is a popular souvenir, museums offer moralization or your money back, and people who have lived their entire lives in Brainwave are shocked to discover that they are not citizens. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Brainwave's national animal is the Brain Cows, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Brainwave is ranked 139,184^th in the world and 445^th in The Funian Puppet Region for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring 838.54 on the Societal Mobility Rating.