The Republic of Izern 95 is a colossal, efficient nation, remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, enslaved workforce, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 2.502 billion Izern 95ians 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 large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 72.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Izern 95ian economy, worth 285 trillion deniers 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 Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Trout Farming. 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 114,095 deniers, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 453,443 per year while the poor average 19,362, a ratio of 23.4 to 1.

Aging citizens are celebrating the end of the 'Early Bird War', Maths Professor Barbie is the most popular toy for boys and girls alike, visitors to Izern 95 are microchipped and must be escorted by an Izern 95ian soldier - even to the bathroom, and the nation's streets have become a winter wonderland of salt and sand. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Izern 95's national animal is the crocodile, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Izern 95 is ranked 315,803^rd in the world and 835^th in Izern for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -10.82 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.