The Democratic Republic of Tolamia is a tiny, orderly nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 7 million Tolamians 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 73.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The developing Tolamian economy, worth 217 billion monos a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Basket Weaving industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Average income is 30,954 monos, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Organ donation is compulsory, Harry Potter books are banned, the country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, and all major public areas are watched by police surveillance cameras. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tolamia's national animal is the cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Tolamia is ranked 258,926^th in the world and 100^th in The Pacifica for Most Rebellious Youth, scoring -8 on the Stark-Dean Displacement Index.