The Republic of Juarez-1 is a titanic, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, otherworldly petting zoo, and strictly enforced bedtime. The hard-working population of 21.488 billion Juarez-1ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 38.9%.

The strong Juarez-1ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,300 trillion $$s a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Woodchip Exports, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 60,522 $$s, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.8 times as much as the poorest.

Foreign lack of enthusiasm for Juarez-1ian nose-flute disco metal is seen as a reasonable casus belli, men are finding 'she spots' more easily but they can't use them, thousands of picky mothers-in-law have been recruited to serve as even pickier cookery instructors, and women who walk into the ladies' changing room are accused of being Peeping Toms. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Juarez-1's national animal is the Death's-head Hawkmoth, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Juarez-1 is ranked 124,559^th in the world and 1^st in Juarez for Nicest Citizens, with 13 average smiles per day.