The Armed Republic of Crazed monkies is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Bingo from the Banana Splits with an even hand, and remarkable for its public floggings, strictly enforced bedtime, and national health service. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless population of 47.87 billion Crazed monkiesians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The minute, socially-minded government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Monkey Mountain. Income tax is unheard of.

The Crazed monkiesian economy, worth an astonishing 13,504 trillion Damn dirty apes 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, highly specialized black market in Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Tourism. 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 amazing 282,113 Damn dirty apes, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Suburban backyards are seized by the government and turned into national parks, confessions don't count if suffixed with "izzle", commuters and their desktops both bemoan their hard drives, and aggravated apostrophe abusers are admonished and assaulted. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Crazed monkies's national animal is the Human, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Crazed monkies is ranked 330,974^th in the world and 4,175^th in the South Pacific for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -26.11 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.