The Republic of Molies31 is a colossal, orderly nation, renowned for its parental licensing program, ubiquitous missile silos, and enslaved workforce. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 7.419 billion Molies31ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 82.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Molies31ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,870 trillion florins 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Woodchip Exports. 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 amazing 252,113 florins, with the richest citizens earning 5.0 times as much as the poorest.

Primary candidates are replaced if they fail to compliment Leader's hair, strange looking men with big red noses are found hiding behind bushes and inside dustbins, human tissue is grown in vats as a delicacy as well as for transplants, and guide dogs for the blind have been seen using government websites. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Molies31's national animal is the cobra, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Molies31 is ranked 284,699^th in the world and 10,932^nd in Lazarus for Highest Food Quality, scoring 5.01 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.