The Citrus-Scented Republic of Shake Rag is a titanic, safe nation, ruled by Ned Ryerson with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, pith helmet sales, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 12.887 billion Shake Ragians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tellico Plains. The average income tax rate is 30.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Shake Ragian economy, worth a remarkable 1,508 trillion Summer Sausages a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 117,052 Summer Sausages, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

The daily weather forecast often predicts light showers of debris, hospitals have to sell their computers on vBay in order to afford the ransomware decryption payments, town welcome signs list corporate sponsors, and charged suspects often have to wait years before the courts have room to judge their trial. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Shake Rag's national animal is the Golden Mosquito, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Shake Rag is ranked 165,965^th in the world and 183^rd in Christians for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 250.93 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.