"The Rogue Nation of NaughtyFerrets is a huge, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its punitive income tax rates. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 300 million are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.
It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defence, and the Environment. The average income tax rate is 55%, and even higher for the wealthy. A substantial private sector is dominated by the Trout Farming industry.
Main battle tanks stalk the woods of NaughtyFerrets in search of ferrets, public footpaths are being slowly eroded by the burgeoning number of ramblers, children have taken to using semaphore in light of the recent mobile phone ban, and the government is cracking down on subversive groups. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. NaughtyFerrets's national animal is the ferret, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its currency is the raisin."I'm experiencing a dilemma! The region of Ferrets has contacting me asking me to move from Caledonia, where all my friends are, to Ferrets, where several of the ferret nations are gathering. They trade in things like "pellets" and "shiny jingles." Oh, and though their flags are way cool, MINE would be the coolest by far! Oh the awful temptation!!