The People's Republic of James Joyce is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its national health service, ban on automobiles, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.942 billion James Joyceans 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 Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 65.3%.

The frighteningly efficient James Joycean economy, worth 347 trillion Dublins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 118,132 Dublins, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 393,188 per year while the poor average 26,447, a ratio of 14.9 to 1.

Diaper-wrapped shawarma is a fan-favorite, minorities play dumb to get more welfare payments, "What's the Frequency, Leader?" is a favorite phrase of backyard radio broadcasters when interrupting official diplomatic channels, and whenever pilots have to bail out the government bails out their company. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. James Joyce's national animal is the dove, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

James Joyce is ranked 316,890^th in the world and 17,225^th in Lazarus for Safest, scoring 7.06 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.