The Beach of Pulukan is a mammoth, orderly nation, ruled by Prama ST with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 8.54 billion Pulukans are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pulukan. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 2.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Pulukan economy, worth a remarkable 1,189 trillion Rupiahs a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Average income is an impressive 139,256 Rupiahs, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,261,956 per year while the poor average 1,806, a ratio of 698 to 1.

Wildlife near farms is slowly becoming extinct, people are often woken up by rubbish music, wood-framed catapults are ready to launch diseased corpses into besieged cities, and burgers often list "miscellaneous meats" in their ingredients. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Pulukan's national animal is the Fish, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is Tirtha.

Pulukan is ranked 329,428^th in the world and 41^st in Sulawesi for Highest Poor Incomes, with 1,806.84 Standard Monetary Units.