The High Security Prison of ReReAnne is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by The Great Koala with an iron fist, and notable for its public floggings, suspicion of poets, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 42.279 billion ReReAnnites are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Koalaville. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 3.9%.

The very strong ReReAnnean economy, worth a remarkable 2,779 trillion rees a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Retail. Average income is 65,736 rees, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 364,917 per year while the poor average 5,942, a ratio of 61.4 to 1.

The Great Koala's told that love often manifests itself through homicidal four-lettered litanies, the dead are minced up and sold to people in burger form, diplomatic missions typically end with a flurry of childish insults, accusations and phlegm, and ReReAnnites are regularly fired for looking at MyFace during their lunch breaks. Crime is a problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. ReReAnne's national animal is the cocka-reeree, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Catholicism.

ReReAnne is ranked 96,247^th in the world and 3^rd in Vatican for Largest Furniture Restoration Industry, scoring 3,190.67 on the Spitz-Pollish Productivity Index.