The Republic of Curative Agent 8 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its frequent executions, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 1.393 billion Curative Agent 8ians 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, moralistic, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 44.0%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Curative Agent 8ian economy, worth 45.4 trillion Credits 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 slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Book Publishing, Basket Weaving, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 32,593 Credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A National Academy regulates grammar and usage, colonists who were promised new lands find only war-torn devastation, the government hopes austerity will lead to prosperity, and the nation's police officers are famously miserable-looking. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Curative Agent 8's national animal is the Trout.

Curative Agent 8 is ranked 94,741^st in the world and 19^th in Blue Chevron for Largest Black Market, with 3.31 trillion Standard Monetary Units.