The Republic of Ampex is a gargantuan, cultured nation, renowned for its parental licensing program, pith helmet sales, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 3.456 billion Ampexians, 3.197 billion of whom are zombies, 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, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 45.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Ampexian economy, worth a remarkable 2,003 trillion 9003s a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 196,276 9003s, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.1 times as much as the poorest.

Counselors diagnose their clients with motherboard complexes, nobody likes bad boys any more, park rangers perform full-body searches on suspected fungus smugglers, and former stunt pilots are unable to pass the licence test to fly a drone. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ampex's national animal is the 9003, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Ampex is ranked 305,172^nd in the world and 265^th in Home Sweet 9003 for Most Secular, with 4.02 Atheism Rate.