The Republic of Jerry Temporary is a mammoth, efficient nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape and absence of drug laws. The hard-working, democratic population of 7.771 billion Jerry Temporaryians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Healthcare, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.9%.

The thriving Jerry Temporaryian economy, worth 464 trillion british pounds a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Door-to-door Insurance Sales industry, with major contributions from Cheese Exports, Book Publishing, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 59,759 british pounds, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 211,529 per year while the poor average 12,189, a ratio of 17.4 to 1.

Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Jerry Temporary's national animal is the raven, which can occasionally be seen dodging aircraft in the nation's cities.

Jerry Temporary is ranked 81,378^th in the world and 3^rd in Shadow Legend for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 36.93 on the Bus Surprisal Index.