The Interstellar Empire of Tropical Isles is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Jay Myers with a fair hand, and notable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, parental licensing program, and complete lack of prisons. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 29.397 billion Atlanteans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Shadowville. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Atlantean economy, worth an astonishing 15,829 trillion Silver Certificates a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. Average income is a breathtaking 538,468 Silver Certificates, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Eminent domain has been abolished, it is illegal to brush crumbs off your clothing outdoors, the construction of massive skyscrapers seems to be the result of Tropical Isles's mid-life crisis, and Cat is one of the most popular forenames in Tropical Isles. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Tropical Isles's national animal is the cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Christianity.

Tropical Isles is ranked 83,863^rd in the world and 1,011^th in the West Pacific for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 2,573.66 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.