The People's Republic of Bubbers is a huge, orderly nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, enslaved workforce, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 264 million Buubberes 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 relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 11.1%.

The strong Bubbsian economy, worth 17.9 trillion Cants 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, broadly diversified black market in Gambling, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 67,883 Cants, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 252,766 per year while the poor average 12,796, a ratio of 19.8 to 1.

The sidewalk is used as an overtaking lane by city drivers, vital intelligence-gathering activities are put on hold as agents return home for seduction training and advanced poker instruction, Leader is famed for giving great back rubs, and everyone suspects that everyone else is a terrorist. Crime is moderate. Bubbers's national animal is the Cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Bubbers is ranked 111,332^nd in the world and 18^th in The Embassy for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 80.62 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.