The Rogue Nation of Pepsi City is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 1.625 billion Pepsimen 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 70.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but sluggish Pepsiman economy, worth 43.0 trillion Pepsi cans 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 Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Gambling, and Retail. Average income is 26,453 Pepsi cans, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Pepsi City has designated Pepsi City City as its capital city, Leader has just been declared ruler of Pepsi City in an international press conference, serial commas clarify the relationship between one's lackeys, the taxpayers, and kinsfolk, and a major religion has been named as Pepsi City's national religion. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pepsi City's national animal is the Pepsi, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Pepsi City is ranked 224,140^th in the world and 90^th in Changuu for Highest Food Quality, scoring 9.88 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.