The Community of An Outhouse is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by Thomas Crapper with an iron fist, and remarkable for its frequent executions, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 6.697 billion Outhouseans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Water Closet. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 26.8%.

The very strong Outhousean economy, worth 431 trillion Dungs a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Gambling, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is 64,471 Dungs, with the richest citizens earning 7.0 times as much as the poorest.

No cul-de-sac or trailer park is complete without a gambling parlor, grocery stores can be audibly identified by the giggling emerging from them, schoolyard sandboxes resemble ashtrays due to the large number of cigarette butts, and the new Liquor Legitimacy Office is besieged with job applications from people who have experience in "statistical sampling methods". Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. An Outhouse's national animal is the Dung Beetle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Coprology.

An Outhouse is ranked 41,865^th in the world and 22^nd in Hurricane 12 for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 5,359.61 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.