The Not needed anymore of Obsolete is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, public floggings, and enslaved workforce. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 15.48 billion Obsoleteans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 74.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Obsoletean economy, worth a remarkable 2,490 trillion Old Papers a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 160,876 Old Papers, with the richest citizens earning 8.6 times as much as the poorest.

All facts are created equal, even in the most hardened climate scientists break down at the sound of a single drop of rain, mathematics majors learn about new ways to model their crushing debt, and petting zoos have loose fingers strewn about. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Obsolete's national animal is the Dodo, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Obsolete is ranked 275,190^th in the world and 14^th in Lardyland for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring -8.32 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.