The Easter Republic of Hujen is a titanic, cultured nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 15.513 billion Hujenians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. The average income tax rate is 95.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Hujenian economy, worth a remarkable 6,054 trillion Gold Bars 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Woodchip Exports. 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 an amazing 390,269 Gold Bars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Dozens of viewers go online to hear whether a comma has been added to Clause 5 in Subsection B of Law 58375, it's been a banner year for local vexillology, a rusted hulk in Hujen City harbour has been voted the worst eyesore in Europeia, and young soldiers are shocked to discover there are no 'safe spaces' on a battlefield. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Hujen's national animal is the dove, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Hujen is ranked 8,081^st in the world and 73^rd in Europeia for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 7,770.38 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.