The Republic of Pony 5 is a colossal, safe nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, frequent executions, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.034 billion Pony 5ians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 56.9%.

The all-consuming Pony 5ian economy, worth 902 trillion pesos 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 large, well-organized, fairly diversified black market in Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Furniture Restoration. 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 an impressive 128,336 pesos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

A murderous reputation can revitalise a flagging celebrity career, armed war-criminals gain asylum if deemed 'fabulous' enough, obstetricians are not allowed to publish ultrasound pictures of fetuses in medical journals, and government reports are now used to teach toddlers to read. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pony 5's national animal is the parrot, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Pony 5 is ranked 220,123^rd in the world and 637^th in Sunset Shimmer for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 129.56 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.