The Holy Republic of PTSD is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by Emperor Wuff with an even hand, and renowned for its digital currency, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed population of 6.914 billion PTSDians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The medium-sized, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Yodle City. The average income tax rate is 37.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but sluggish PTSDian economy, worth 193 trillion Gold Coins 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, Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 27,946 Gold Coins, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Power stations shutting down at night has made bedtime reading tricky, teachers are skilled at leaving no evidence of child cruelty, strict term limits have been applied to all elected offices, and a large concrete wall is being built around the country's borders. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. PTSD's national animal is the Zombie, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Yodlism.

PTSD is ranked 311,105^th in the world and 6^th in PeanutCraft for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -10.15 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.