The Republic of Hoola- is a huge, safe nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, hatred of cheese, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 237 million Hoola-ians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 48.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Hoola-ian economy, worth 3.26 trillion monsters 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, quite specialized black market in Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. 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 13,776 monsters, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Litter collection has replaced fast food as the most popular after-school job, it is illegal to make racist remarks in public, the government is paving paradises to put up parking lots, and TV shows must meet strict ethnicity quotas. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Hoola-'s national animal is the coin, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Hoola- is ranked 167,237^th in the world and 261^st in Giovanniland for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 334.78 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.