The Republic of Meat Loaf is a massive, genial nation, remarkable for its public floggings, keen interest in outer space, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.636 billion Meat Loafians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 67.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Meat Loafian economy, worth 178 trillion francs a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 108,847 francs, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 380,587 per year while the poor average 22,623, a ratio of 16.8 to 1.

Nobody draws smiley faces on receipts anymore, a few immigrants are better than no immigrants according to Leader, middle-aged metal fans quite enjoy being called "rebellious youths" by even older politicians, and doctors prescribe medicines but they rarely dispense hope or compassion. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Meat Loaf's national animal is the falcon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Meat Loaf is ranked 284,967^th in the world and 13^th in Meat Loaf for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -6.9 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.