The Republic of Maz-1 is a gargantuan, genial nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, ritual sacrifices, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, hard-working, devout population of 16.393 billion Maz-1ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 39.2%.

The very strong Maz-1ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,042 trillion $$s a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Furniture Restoration industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Cheese Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is 63,583 $$s, with the richest citizens earning 6.3 times as much as the poorest.

Sales of disinfectant wipes have skyrocketed, ancestry test results arrive bundled with patent applications, business owners return from long vacations to find their factories have been turned into homeless shelters, and retirement homes are often fitted with luxurious suites. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Maz-1's national animal is the Death's-head Hawkmoth, which can occasionally be seen dodging aircraft in the nation's cities.

Maz-1 is ranked 65,294^th in the world and 1^st in Mazatlan for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 3,606.46 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.