The Holy Empire of I YELL A LOT is a small, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its state-planned economy and ban on automobiles. The compassionate, democratic population of 23 million Yeeters love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.
The large government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Administration, and Education. The average income tax rate is 49.0%, but much higher for the wealthy.
The Yeet economy, worth 804 billion Yeets a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Basket Weaving, and Gambling. Average income is 34,959 Yeets, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.
Skin-tone prom dresses are more unpopular than ever, the nation is so apathetic that Yeeters can barely find the energy to bring new issues to the government, everyone suspects that everyone else is a terrorist, and telling someone to 'break a leg' is considered a criminal inducement to self harm. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. I YELL A LOT's national animal is the kiwi, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.
I YELL A LOT is ranked 208,602nd in the world and 8,288th in The East Pacific for Largest Agricultural Sector, scoring -6.71 on the Mu-Bah-Daggs Productivity Index.
