The Desert Hellhole of Tremulistan is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Colonel Lance Degraff with an iron fist, and remarkable for its enslaved workforce, infamous sell-swords, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 30.184 billion Tremulistanians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The tiny, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Spirituality, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tremulehr. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Tremulistanian economy, worth a remarkable 7,505 trillion Nobs a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Automobile Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 248,655 Nobs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

A citizen who thinks a slave is a deadbeat is entitled to make the descriptor literally true, this year's hottest fashion trend is the Lese Majeste collection, if foreigners can hit a spittoon from five paces they get a free holiday to Tremulistan, and battlefield gains are quickly lost when enemies don't respect a time-out. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Tremulistan's national animal is the Bonobo Monkey, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Fundamentalism.

Tremulistan is ranked 10,522^nd in the world and 620^th in Balder for Lowest Crime Rates, with 100.11 law-abiding acts per hour.