The People's Republic of Clarksdale is a gargantuan, efficient nation, remarkable for its museums and concert halls, ubiquitous missile silos, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 14.368 billion Clarksdaleans 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 43.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Clarksdalean economy, worth a remarkable 2,185 trillion Dollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Automobile Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 152,109 Dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.3 times as much as the poorest.

Burnt-out forty-foot-tall wicker men dot the countryside, the military struggles with recruitment, there have been sightings of people walking around dressed in nothing but leopard-skin g-strings for 'religious reasons', and there's more pink stuff on sale these days. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Clarksdale's national animal is the Black Bear, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Clarksdale is ranked 222,819^th in the world and 11^th in Mississippi for Highest Food Quality, scoring 9.99 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.