The Republic of Marvin Gaye is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its smutty television, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.985 billion Marvin Gayeans 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, moralistic government prioritizes Education, with Welfare, Industry, and Law & Order also on the agenda, while International Aid and Public Transport receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of DC. The average income tax rate is 67.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Marvin Gayean economy, worth 406 trillion bucks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Automobile Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 81,550 bucks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The mood of raunchy movies is often ruined by the sound of babies crying, the jackhammer is considered a tool of artistic criticism, an increasing number of knights in shining armor suffer from PTSD, and it is against the rules of boxing to hit above or below the belt. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Marvin Gaye's national animal is the Coyote, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Marvin Gaye is ranked 271,386^th in the world and 4^th in Washington DC for Most Cultured, scoring 59 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.