The Theocracy of Jim Bacchus is a gargantuan, safe nation, notable for its compulsory military service and suspicion of poets. The quiet, industrious population of 13.328 billion Jim Bacchusians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 37.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Jim Bacchusian economy, worth 560 trillion Platinums a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Soda Sales, Tourism, and Automobile Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 42,077 Platinums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Hazmat suits are a common Jim Bacchusian garb, cheering flag-waving citizens don't like to think too hard about politics, money that should have gone to charities is instead spent on monitoring them, and newborns are being raised as mindless killing machines. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Jim Bacchus's national animal is the Cow, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Jim Bacchus is ranked 254,600^th in the world and 25^th in The Gallery for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring -4.27 on the Hickory Productivity Index.