The Republic of Clone Trooper 9 is a massive, genial nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, national health service, and public floggings. The quiet, industrious population of 1.675 billion Clone Trooper 9ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Defense, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 38.1%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Clone Trooper 9ian economy, worth 64.3 trillion Credits a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 38,405 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

The sound of rattles and selfie shots regularly disrupt political debates, paralegals spend all day Hewlett-Packing attorneys' law briefs, the nation's soldiers often believe they're in the Air Force, and goldfish bowls are three metres in diameter. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Clone Trooper 9's national animal is the Droid, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Clone Trooper 9 is ranked 104,225^th in the world and 2^nd in Dimension Mirror for Most Politically Free, scoring 65.89 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.