The Borderlands of Dikcenation is a huge, socially progressive nation, renowned for its compulsory military service, absence of drug laws, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 243 million Dikcenationians enjoy great individual freedoms in everything except elections, which, where they exist at all, are populist shams for a dictatorship government that has no intention of ever giving up power.

The tiny, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.3%.

The thriving Dikcenationian economy, worth 17.5 trillion Moms a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Uranium Mining, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 71,995 Moms, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 258,953 per year while the poor average 14,327, a ratio of 18.1 to 1.

A suspicious number of male students have joined the Ladies' Wrestling League, the government seeks peaceful forum with terrorists, the nation's diplomats shake hands with those whose hands are drenched in the blood of innocents, and little kids often wonder why strange grown-ups are following them around the soft play areas. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Dikcenation's national animal is the Grimaceshake.

Dikcenation is ranked 216,554^th in the world and 4,193^rd in The North Pacific for Most Cultured, scoring 64 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.