The Republic of Izern 147 is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its public floggings, disturbing lack of elderly people, and ubiquitous missile silos. The cynical population of 2.029 billion Izern 147ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 52.3%.

The powerhouse Izern 147ian economy, worth 215 trillion guilders 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 black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, 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 an impressive 105,964 guilders, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.9 times as much as the poorest.

Wanting a better life for your child is prohibited by a clause in the criminal code, misbehaving emus deemed dangerous to the public are shot and hanged by the town hall as a warning to others, citizens are forced to donate blood once every three months, and counselors have to sign pledges supporting gay rights before they can speak to any patients. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Izern 147's national animal is the emu, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Izern 147 is ranked 81,314^th in the world and 391^st in Izern for Most Developed, scoring 66.99 on the Human Development Index.