The Republic of Six Weeks Nine Wells is a colossal, genial nation, notable for its daily referendums, soft-spoken computers, and complete absence of social welfare. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 3.6 billion Six Weeks Nine Wellsians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 60.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Six Weeks Nine Wellsian economy, worth 313 trillion florins 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 Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 87,138 florins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Glamping Six Weeks Nine Wellsians won't sleep in a tent that doesn't include a Jacuzzi, the government is continually probing the galaxy in search of alien life, escargots have lost their charm ever since they started to be called 'cooked land snails', and gambling is outlawed. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Six Weeks Nine Wells's national animal is the parrot, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Six Weeks Nine Wells is ranked 37,319^th in the world and 2^nd in Daylight Savings for Highest Poor Incomes, with 66,666.57 Standard Monetary Units.