The Republic of You 633 is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its frequent executions, soft-spoken computers, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 5.178 billion You 633ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The relatively small, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 20.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient You 633ian economy, worth 233 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, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, Retail, and Furniture Restoration. 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 45,050 pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government is reining in public spending, children in school playgrounds can be heard chanting the hymns of the Order of Violet, legislators toe the party line lest the Sergeant-at-Arms decide to conduct "truncheon practice" on the backbench, and hostage-takers offer loyalty scheme points for prompt payment. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. You 633's national animal is the eagle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

You 633 is ranked 6,316^th in the world and 22^nd in Dead Sea for Lowest Crime Rates, with 62.65 law-abiding acts per hour.