The Little Red Dipper of Fapjackia is a mammoth, efficient nation, ruled by The Baker with a fair hand, and remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, pith helmet sales, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 6.46 billion Fapjacks hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Syrup City. The average income tax rate is 71.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Fapjackese economy, worth a remarkable 1,220 trillion pancakes a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Trout Farming. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 188,922 pancakes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

Scientists who publish a non-reproducible result are tarred and feathered, travelers praise airports for their endless beige corridors, no one questions why the chicken crossed the road anymore, and Blackacrean security services are wondering why The Baker is so fond of the numbers 6, 7 and 9. Crime, especially youth-related, is a problem, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Fapjackia's national animal is the syrup snake, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Fapjackia is ranked 283,877^th in the world and 33^rd in Phantom for Lowest Overall Tax Burden, scoring -98.67 on the Hayek Index.