The Republic of Izern 144 is a massive, efficient nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, unlimited-speed roads, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 1.825 billion Izern 144ians 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, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 48.2%.

The all-consuming Izern 144ian economy, worth 189 trillion dollars a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an impressive 104,096 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 6.9 times as much as the poorest.

Politicians stage photo ops featuring barely functional fighter jets, new pilots are regularly reminded that they are more expendable than their planes, grocery stores can be audibly identified by the giggling emerging from them, and 4-year-olds studying for their mathematics exams are anxious that they will be unemployable in adulthood if they fail. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Izern 144's national animal is the crocodile, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Izern 144 is ranked 182,444^th in the world and 381^st in Izern for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 78.43 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.