The Republic of Boltigen is a massive, cultured nation, remarkable for its disturbing lack of elderly people, pith helmet sales, and public floggings. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.103 billion Boltigenians 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, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 69.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Boltigenian economy, worth 126 trillion Ducats a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 114,400 Ducats, with the richest citizens earning 8.3 times as much as the poorest.

The request to "give us our daily bread" can only be fulfilled six days out of seven, it's widely agreed that to tennis players love means nothing, baby dolls thrown in the trash are a leading cause of panic attacks, and anyone with an emergency on a holy day is advised to pray harder. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Boltigen's national animal is the Bear, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Boltigen is ranked 49,664^th in the world and 113^th in Novaya Zemlya for Highest Average Incomes, with 114,400.93 Standard Monetary Units.