The Republic of TEP604 is a large, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, pith helmet sales, and irreverence towards religion. The cynical population of 155 million TEP604ians 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 large, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Law & Order and Administration are also considered important. The average income tax rate is 48.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant TEP604ian economy, worth 2.69 trillion pounds 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, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Book Publishing. 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 17,342 pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The navy is chrome-plating its battleships to prevent rust, TEP604 is increasingly belligerent on the international stage, the term cold case has taken on a very literal meaning, and interviewees for teaching jobs are waterboarded to "reveal undesirable histories". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. TEP604's national animal is the kiwi, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

TEP604 is ranked 218,663^rd in the world and 637^th in Pablo for Largest Information Technology Sector, scoring 678.19 on the Fann-Boi Productivity Index.