The United Socialist States of Tropical Coast is a small, orderly nation, remarkable for its triple-decker prams, frequent executions, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 32 million Tropical Coastians 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 Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 77.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The developing Tropical Coastian economy, worth 910 billion Dinars 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 Door-to-door Insurance Sales industry, with significant contributions from Pizza Delivery, Cheese Exports, and Uranium Mining. Average income is 28,441 Dinars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Voting is compulsory, renewable energy projects have ground to a halt, drill sergeants yell in the ears of bespectacled nerds in cybermilitary "reboot camps", and everyone has the equal opportunity to have their wallet stolen. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tropical Coast's national animal is the Arabian Cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Tropical Coast is ranked 197,351^st in the world and 4,409^th in The North Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 50 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.