The Republic of M R 1 is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Rogue with an iron fist, and notable for its compulsory military service, disturbing lack of elderly people, and state-planned economy. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 4.355 billion M R 1ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Appalachia. The average income tax rate is 67.9%.

The all-consuming M R 1ian economy, worth 444 trillion Silver Penningars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Cheese Exports, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an impressive 102,149 Silver Penningars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.7 times as much as the poorest.

Appalachia is a police state during international summits, boats straying just metres away from the shore will raise the ire of the Coast Guard, soldiers with colourful mohawks make themselves perfect targets for snipers, and forest fires have dropped dramatically as there are hardly any forests left. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. M R 1's national animal is the Mountain Goat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Heathen.

M R 1 is ranked 28,468^th in the world and 1^st in West Indies for Lowest Crime Rates, with 83.64 law-abiding acts per hour.