The People's Republic of Tria Ales is a huge, safe nation, notable for its frequent executions, ubiquitous missile silos, and public floggings. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical population of 931 million Tria Alesians 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.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Healthcare, and Education. The average income tax rate is 40.2%.

The very strong Tria Alesian economy, worth 59.6 trillion marks a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Automobile Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 64,050 marks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Legal contracts aren't worth the paper they're written on, stony-faced ratings board panelists are unamused by free lap dances, forgetting to pay your annual passport bill is a leading cause of deportations, and whenever pilots have to bail out the government bails out their company. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tria Ales's national animal is the falcon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Tria Ales is ranked 54,225^th in the world and 1,662^nd in The North Pacific for Most Cultured, scoring 71 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.