The Republic of Pineapple Belongs on Pizza 44 is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, irreverence towards religion, and restrictive gun laws. The cynical population of 5.847 billion Pineapple Belongs on Pizza 44ians 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 56.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Pineapple Belongs on Pizza 44ian economy, worth 39.6 trillion dollars 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 a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, Trout Farming, and Pizza Delivery. 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 6,770 dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Scientists regularly clone human beings for research purposes, Harry Potter books are banned, TV shows must meet strict ethnicity quotas, and thousands of children die every day from easily curable illnesses. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pineapple Belongs on Pizza 44's national animal is the elephant.

Pineapple Belongs on Pizza 44 is ranked 288,708^th in the world and 5,511^th in the South Pacific for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -12.25 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.