The Dominion of PapaJacky is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by High Lord and Supreme Baron PapaJacky with a fair hand, and renowned for its parental licensing program, irreverence towards religion, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 20.659 billion Jackens 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, socially-minded, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Environment, Administration, and Healthcare are also considered important, while Defense and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Grainville. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient PapaJackyian economy, worth a remarkable 8,950 trillion Loaves a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 433,261 Loaves, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The official PapaJackyian Phrase Book weighs as much as a small child, intellectual snobbery has the cognoscenti sneering at anyone who doesn't have an opinion on the semiological drift of Umberto Eco's works, PapaJackyian husbands are dead good at fathering kids, and crowded passenger trains are near-silent save for the soft tap of fingers on touchscreens. Crime is totally unknown. PapaJacky's national animal is the Pig, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Lovetism.

PapaJacky is ranked 292,615^th in the world and 3^rd in Papastan for Largest Timber Woodchipping Industry, scoring -58 on the Tasmanian Pulp Environmental Export Index.