The Republic of Thorn342 is a massive, efficient nation, remarkable for its parental licensing program, frequent executions, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.767 billion Thorn342ians 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, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 70.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Thorn342ian economy, worth 296 trillion pounds 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 black market in Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, Information Technology, and Tourism. 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 an impressive 107,034 pounds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Singing in public is only allowed if you are singing the praise of the Motherland, trails to natural wonders are littered with trash from reality film crews, the Communist Party claims that selling things for profit isn't necessarily capitalism, and the recently unemployed can often be seen at the local homeless shelter. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Thorn342's national animal is the beaver.

Thorn342 is ranked 167,222^nd in the world and 5,472^nd in Suspicious for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 73.42 on the Clooney Contribution Index.