The Tinhamptonian Refugee Puppet of Panforia is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its compulsory vegetarianism, frequent executions, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 4.267 billion Panforians 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 large, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government prioritizes Law & Order, with Defense, Administration, and Education also on the agenda. The average income tax rate is 50.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Panforian economy, worth 32.1 trillion units 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, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming and Automobile Manufacturing. 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 7,517 units, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Public nudity is compulsory, gambling is outlawed, otherwise healthy people are being sent to internment camps because they have VODAIS, and the "war on terror" doesn't seem to be making Panforians any less frightened. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Panforia's national animal is the snake, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Panforia is ranked 1,293^rd in the world and 2^nd in Mrs Doubtfire for Most Extreme, scoring 50.08 on the Paul-Nader Subjective Decentrality Index.