The Tie-Dye Republic of Mars Hotel is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Robert Hunter with a fair hand, and remarkable for its irreverence towards religion, absence of drug laws, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 8.324 billion Mars Hotelians 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 enormous, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cucamonga. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Mars Hotelian economy, worth a remarkable 2,328 trillion Garcias a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 279,676 Garcias, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The word "sexagenarian" has taken on a whole new meaning, athletic teenagers are among the wealthiest members of society, counselors have to sign pledges supporting gay rights before they can speak to any patients, and Robert Hunter's new door-knocking campaign has the sweet taste of success. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mars Hotel's national animal is the saw-whet owl, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Mars Hotel is ranked 315,742^nd in the world and 318^th in The Region That Has No Big Banks for Highest Disposable Incomes, with zero Standard Monetary Units.