The Republic of Djas9 is a mammoth, safe nation, notable for its parental licensing program, pith helmet sales, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 5.118 billion Djas9ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 56.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Djas9ian economy, worth 355 trillion yeees a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 69,375 yeees, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Exorbitant spending on icebreakers breaks the ice at every budget meeting, vets have been drafted in to help "fix" those who fail the parental license exam, every new building project has to undergo a five-year environmental impact study before it can go ahead, and the nation's mettle is about to be tested. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Djas9's national animal is the yeeeeeeeet, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Djas9 is ranked 34,081^st in the world and 230^th in the Plains of Perdition for Safest, scoring 107.56 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.