The Republic of Beloved Antique is a colossal, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, democratic population of 2.766 billion Beloved Antiqueans live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government prioritizes Defense, although Welfare, Healthcare, and Administration are also considered important, while International Aid and Spirituality aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.8%.

The strong Beloved Antiquean economy, worth 108 trillion catnips a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Uranium Mining. Average income is 39,336 catnips, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 255,003 per year while the poor average 2,426, a ratio of 105 to 1.

The country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, organ donation is compulsory, pollution is on the rise along with government approvals of fracking projects, and what's in your genes matters more than what's in your jeans. Crime is a serious problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Beloved Antique's national animal is the black cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Beloved Antique is ranked 274,561^st in the world and 2^nd in Coalition of Authoritarian Nations for Safest, scoring 17.65 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.