The People's Republic of James Joyce is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.974 billion James Joyceans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 66.4%.

The frighteningly efficient James Joycean economy, worth 350 trillion Dublins a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 117,909 Dublins, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 387,305 per year while the poor average 26,919, a ratio of 14.4 to 1.

Wandering James Joyceans are known for their one-track minds, exported livestock are wined and dined before they are flat ironed, a suspicious number of male students have joined the Ladies' Wrestling League, and more and more musicians are refusing to put labels on their sound. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. James Joyce's national animal is the dove, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

James Joyce is ranked 291,162^nd in the world and 15,836^th in Lazarus for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -8.37 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.