The Republic of Dysoxia is a colossal, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, anti-smoking policies, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 3.214 billion Dysoxians 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, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 18.0%.

The Dysoxian economy, worth 144 trillion Anaerobic Respiration Species a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Gambling, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 44,953 Anaerobic Respiration Species, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.5 times as much as the poorest.

Leader's perky ego is the talk of the town, shelters struggle to keep up with the endless intake of stray animals, Dysoxia City consists only of government buildings and the mansions of government janitors, and no-one can foil the ambitions of Big Aluminium. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate. Dysoxia's national animal is the Methanogenic Bacteria, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Dysoxia is ranked 240,058^th in the world and 5^th in Verdant Pools for Smartest Citizens, with 22.26 quips per hour.