The Republic of Pamessari is a mid-sized, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its fear of technology, suspicion of poets, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 69 million Pamessarians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Defense, with Education, Administration, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while International Aid and Environment aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.7%.

The strong Pamessarian economy, worth 3.50 trillion Pamesatri Dravadoes a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is dominated by the Gambling industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 50,710 Pamesatri Dravadoes, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 294,873 per year while the poor average 4,124, a ratio of 71.5 to 1.

Young children are regularly seen wagering pocket money at blackjack tables, highway signs instruct travelers to yodel for help in case of emergency, the army's use of chemical weapons leaves a bad taste in the mouth, and the past is set in stone. Crime is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Pamessari's national animal is the metapod, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Pamessari is ranked 40,982^nd in the world and 3^rd in Paraisopolis for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 4,912.25 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.