The Republic of Hurricane 121 is a mammoth, orderly nation, remarkable for its irreverence towards religion and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, cynical population of 5.483 billion Hurricaneans are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 17.0%.

The Hurricanean economy, worth 229 trillion dollars a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Pizza Delivery, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 41,906 dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.6 times as much as the poorest.

Theatre may or may not be changing for the better but it is being changed for good, the government has declined to declare any particular religion as its 'official' one, Leader has been self-declared as the Most Supreme Magnificent Overlord of Everything You Ever Saw, and Hurricane 121 has designated Hurricane 121 City as its capital city. Crime is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Hurricane 121's national animal is the seal, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans.

Hurricane 121 is ranked 197,456^th in the world and 1^st in Antisipation for Highest Poor Incomes, with 21,127.08 Standard Monetary Units.