The Republic of Buyers United is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its closed borders, compulsory vegetarianism, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 8.016 billion Buyers Unitedians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The tiny, corrupt, well-organized government is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Environment and Education not funded at all. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Buyers Unitedian economy, worth a remarkable 2,738 trillion currencies a year, is fairly diversified and mostly made up of the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is an amazing 341,655 currencies, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,523,781 per year while the poor average 47,593, a ratio of 32.0 to 1.

The population's jaw muscles put sharks to shame, hedge fund managers are diversifying into herbaceous borders, citizens must have a license to operate a computer, and the nation's "surprisingly chill" military is renowned for its horrendous war crimes. Crime is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Buyers United's national animal is the animal, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Buyers United is ranked 337,984^th in the world and 12^th in Vickenian experiment containment zone for Most Pacifist, with 2.93 cheeks turned per day.