The Im gonna use this for piling of MR Renn is a colossal, socially progressive nation, notable for its absence of drug laws and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, democratic population of 3.663 billion MR Rennians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The relatively small, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 9.5%.

The strong MR Rennian economy, worth 152 trillion krasronts a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Average income is 41,561 krasronts, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 257,655 per year while the poor average 2,888, a ratio of 89.2 to 1.

A government program is underway to revitalize MR Renn's beaches, island residents must resort to canoes and sailboats to get to work, living well is no longer the best kind of revenge, and the army lures cannon fodder with promises of a college education. Crime, especially youth-related, is a serious problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. MR Renn's national animal is the cow.

MR Renn is ranked 118,320^th in the world and 1^st in shiny for Nicest Citizens, with 13.62 average smiles per day.