The Thing of R3-E3 is a massive, safe nation, ruled by Deculture Silver with an even hand, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, compulsory military service, and enforced nudity. The hard-nosed population of 1.576 billion R3-E3ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The enormous, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Durin. The average income tax rate is 58.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient R3-E3ian economy, worth 51.5 trillion Parts a year, is quite specialized and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing and Book Publishing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 32,668 Parts, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Patriotic citizens chant "there's only one R3-E3" at foreigners, museums have more touchscreens on display than artifacts, baby dolls thrown in the trash are a leading cause of panic attacks, and a major religion has been named as R3-E3's national religion. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. R3-E3's national animal is the automata, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

R3-E3 is ranked 135,709^th in the world and 6^th in Durin for Lowest Crime Rates, with 63.42 law-abiding acts per hour.