The People's Red Republic of Pajonia is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by the Proletariat with a fair hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, ubiquitous missile silos, and state-planned economy. The compassionate, democratic population of 13.312 billion Pajonians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, liberal, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Environment. The average income tax rate is 93.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Pajonian economy, worth a remarkable 1,758 trillion Pajonian Credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 132,135 Pajonian Credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The voyages of obsolete star-trekking satellites on deliberate escape orbits are only just beginning, the Treasury has been accused of flushing money down the toilet, arguments about toilet seats being left up or down get surprisingly heated, and Pajonia's children are widely acknowledged as the most foul-mouthed in the region. Crime is totally unknown. Pajonia's national animal is the soweli, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is State Atheism.

Pajonia is ranked 25,592^nd in the world and 391^st in The Communist Bloc for Most Cultured, scoring 85 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.