The Republic of Depop is a tiny, genial nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The democratic population of 8 million Depopians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The medium-sized, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 32.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The fragile Depopian economy, worth 199 billion Depomoneys 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 black market in Tourism, Cheese Exports, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Basket Weaving. 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 24,895 Depomoneys, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Sociologists can charge whatever fee they like as the nation tries to find itself, dog breeding has been banned in accordance with recent animal experimentation laws, Amnesty Interregional has condemned Depop for ignoring crimes against humanity, and hospitals have poor data security but send lots of bodies to be encrypted. Crime is totally unknown. Depop's national animal is the Pigeon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Depop is ranked 180,167^th in the world and 2,410^th in the South Pacific for Lowest Overall Tax Burden, scoring 55.27 on the Hayek Index.