The Republic of Panzer Vor 310 is a massive, genial nation, renowned for its compulsory military service, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and infamous sell-swords. The compassionate, cynical population of 1.91 billion Panzer Vor 310ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 52.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Panzer Vor 310ian economy, worth 90.0 trillion Dollars a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 47,115 Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Panzer Vor 310ians incessantly needle their doctors for relief, hostage-takers offer loyalty scheme points for prompt payment, internet ads promising "hot singles in your area" are even less accurate than they used to be, and foreign governments are threatened if they so much as mention the word "election". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Panzer Vor 310's national animal is the Lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Panzer Vor 310 is ranked 110,129^th in the world and 2,102^nd in Suspicious for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 2,963.89 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.