The Republic of Portsville 20 is a massive, efficient nation, remarkable for its fear of technology, compulsory military service, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.045 billion Portsville 20ians 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 enormous, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 79.0%.

The thriving Portsville 20ian economy, worth 169 trillion marks 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 large, well-organized, highly specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, Furniture Restoration, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. 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 82,722 marks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

People reciting Shakespeare have become a common sight, the new Refuse Hills housing development is under construction, school uniforms are compulsory, and frightened witnesses and seriously ill jurors wear the same handcuffs as the defendant. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Portsville 20's national animal is the squirrel, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Portsville 20 is ranked 178,830^th in the world and 5,557^th in the Pacific for Most Politically Free, scoring 15.14 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.