The Republic of Screaming Bastet is a mammoth, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 8.207 billion Screaming Bastetians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 13.4%.

The Screaming Bastetian economy, worth 350 trillion debens a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 42,639 debens, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.6 times as much as the poorest.

Students memorise knock-knock jokes for their mandatory twice-a-term Comedy Examinations, the government is purchasing vast amounts of palm oil for plastics production, the government has adopted a more thrifty attitude to administrating the country's needs, and Leader has been known to threaten dissenting citizens with a machine gun at press conferences. Crime is moderate. Screaming Bastet's national animal is the cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Screaming Bastet is ranked 111,980^th in the world and 2^nd in Fudland for Most Secular, with 17.24 Atheism Rate.