The Republic of Business Fun is a massive, orderly nation, notable for its keen interest in outer space, complete absence of social welfare, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.488 billion Business Funians 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, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 46.3%.

The powerhouse Business Funian economy, worth 520 trillion Business Dollars 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 large, well-organized, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Tourism, and Uranium Mining. 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 impressive 115,997 Business Dollars, with the richest citizens earning 6.9 times as much as the poorest.

Fine dining is just too fine for most of the populace, blind students are at a disadvantage now that test papers printed in braille have been discontinued, Business Fun City's back alleys are rife with sausage eating, and handling people's data is proving an immersive experience. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Business Fun's national animal is the Business Animals, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Business Fun is ranked 105,029^th in the world and 310^th in The Funian Puppet Region for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 2,859.63 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.