The Republic of 9005 is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by Maximilius with an iron fist, and notable for its infamous sell-swords, public floggings, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 17.396 billion 9005ians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Administration, although Industry is also considered important, while Law & Order and Environment receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Utomom. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient 9005ian economy, worth a remarkable 3,475 trillion Gold Bars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an impressive 199,793 Gold Bars, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,846,835 per year while the poor average 2,111, a ratio of 874 to 1.

Political detractors refer to Maximilius as 'that Bigtopian puppet', politicians "baring all" for the camera isn't always a figure of speech, Ollie the Oiled Seal welcomes throngs of tourists to the newly opened Oil Oasis Water Park, and the deaf are perplexed when the weather report tells them that the wind will be "bringing some rain along the Nazi ghosts". Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. 9005's national animal is the Cash Cow, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Holy Cowism.

9005 is ranked 331,655^th in the world and 170^th in The Wellspring for Nicest Citizens, with 0.11 average smiles per day.