The Republic of A Random Spy is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its smutty television, public floggings, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.523 billion Random Spyians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 45.9%.

The very strong Random Spyian economy, worth 117 trillion Unknowns 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, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Trout Farming, Cheese Exports, 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 77,288 Unknowns, with the richest citizens earning 5.3 times as much as the poorest.

Old dogs don't have to learn new tricks but they have to prove they haven't forgotten old ones, there's no escape from the rule of law... or police brutality, crops are flattened as farmers bludgeon insects to death, and passwords to nuclear codes must now contain upper and lower case characters. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. A Random Spy's national animal is the Unknown, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

A Random Spy is ranked 233,887^th in the world and 150^th in Charleslandia for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -3.96 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.