The People's Republic of Black Ops1 is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its smutty television, national health service, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 42.342 billion Black Ops1ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 66.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Black Ops1ian economy, worth a remarkable 4,186 trillion daggers a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is 98,870 daggers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.5 times as much as the poorest.

"Leader got your tongue?" has become a popular idiom, organ donation is compulsory, it is illegal to carry an umbrella when the official weather forecast predicts a sunny day, and all major public areas are watched by police surveillance cameras. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Black Ops1's national animal is the caribou, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Black Ops1 is ranked 29,757^th in the world and 1^st in Alaska for Most Rebellious Youth, scoring zero on the Stark-Dean Displacement Index.