The Republic of Enjo is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its teetotalling pirates, national health service, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 8.051 billion Enjoans are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The enormous, corrupt, well-organized government is dominated by the Department of Industry, although International Aid and Spirituality are also considered important, while Education and Defense are ignored. The average income tax rate is 96.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Enjoan economy, worth a remarkable 2,282 trillion currencies a year, is highly specialized and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Retail, Uranium Mining, Gambling, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 283,565 currencies, with the richest citizens earning 9.5 times as much as the poorest.

Freighter lifeboats have been replaced by state of the art marker buoys so divers can recover the cargo after they sink, crocodile roadkill is smeared across the asphalt of the new Formula One track, life is short but human kindness is endless, and Jennifer Government is banned. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Enjo's national animal is the animal, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Enjo is ranked 337,887^th in the world and 10^th in Vickenian experiment containment zone for Most Patriotic, with 0.25 flags saluted per person per day.