The Spiritual Community of NormanJackson is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Supreme Master Overlord for All Time with an iron fist, and notable for its rampant corporate plagiarism, enslaved workforce, and frequent executions. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 27.331 billion faithfuls 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of T'e Old'e Town. The average income tax rate is 95.3%.

The frighteningly efficient so faithful economy, worth a remarkable 5,038 trillion rezas a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Basket Weaving industry. Average income is an impressive 184,369 rezas, with the richest citizens earning 6.8 times as much as the poorest.

Urbanites are banned from bucolic settings for safety concerns, a new religious movement claims that people's souls are stored in phosphorus, wars of expansion are described as "peacekeeping operations", and single celebrities have to repeatedly prove their chastity to avoid being married off to infatuated fans. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. NormanJackson's national animal is the parish priest, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Romanism.

NormanJackson is ranked 292,158^th in the world and 1,313^th in Europeia for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -94.86 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.