The Republik of Pitbull is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by Od1n with an iron fist, and renowned for its pith helmet sales, sprawling nuclear power plants, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 20.966 billion Pitbullians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Vallhalla. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 86.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Pitbullian economy, worth an astonishing 11,370 trillion Marks 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 black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 a breathtaking 542,321 Marks, with the richest citizens earning 7.8 times as much as the poorest.

The nation wears its high incidence of chromosomal diseases as a badge of pride, the golden rule is to never let an economic crisis go to waste, power to the people comes from the barrel of a gun, and posters encourage people to "Just Do It!". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pitbull's national animal is the Wolf, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Nordisch.

Pitbull is ranked 332,488^th in the world and 161^st in KAISERREICH for Nicest Citizens, with 0.05 average smiles per day.