The People's Republic of Weeniestan is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by Head of State Richard D Cox with a fair hand, and notable for its irreverence towards religion, absence of drug laws, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 3.058 billion Weenies are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ballston. The average income tax rate is 73.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Weenish economy, worth 246 trillion Hairs a year, is dominated by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Tourism, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 80,741 Hairs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Raccoons are plump and satiated, pareidolic SETI scientists swear there's a message from aliens hidden within pi, ample hospital parking is half-filled by the luxury cars of hospital managers, and customer satisfaction with online delivery services is at an all time high. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Weeniestan's national animal is the Cyclopean Ball Python, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Weeniestan is ranked 39,166^th in the world and 1,996^th in Lazarus for Most Cultured, scoring 75 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.