The Republic of Rocketfuel45 is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its national health service, keen interest in outer space, and infamous sell-swords. The cynical, devout population of 4.725 billion Rocketfuel45ians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Rocketfuel45ian economy, worth 419 trillion Rocketfuels 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, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, Tourism, and Information Technology. 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 88,761 Rocketfuels, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The "swords to plowshares" policy has created a generation of farmers that can kill a yak from 200 yards away, lifelong celibates are surprised to receive government-issue condoms in the post, UFO sightings are listed daily in the morning news, and airplane passengers have been known to stuff pillows in their jackets to get extra arm room. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rocketfuel45's national animal is the Rocketfuel, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rocketfuel45 is ranked 78,364^th in the world and 1^st in Holy Russia for Highest Average Incomes, with 88,761.69 Standard Monetary Units.