The Armed Republic of DEAT Rate is a colossal, orderly nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, irreverence towards religion, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, cynical population of 3.955 billion DEAT Rateans enjoy great individual freedoms in everything except elections, which, where they exist at all, are populist shams for a dictatorship government that has no intention of ever giving up power.

The relatively small, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 8.5%.

The strong DEAT Ratean economy, worth 232 trillion DEATS a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Average income is 58,830 DEATS, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 362,409 per year while the poor average 4,156, a ratio of 87.2 to 1.

Military spending recently hit a new high, scientists regularly clone human beings for research purposes, the country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, and the "boy who cried wolf" policy makes sick people reluctant to call an ambulance. Crime is a problem. DEAT Rate's national animal is the ex-nation, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

DEAT Rate is ranked 53,254^th in the world and 1^st in Nukoogia for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 53,829.93 Standard Monetary Units.