The God's Chosen Nation of Dictationapore is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Mister Roboto with an iron fist, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, barren, inhospitable landscape, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 23.268 billion Dictatians 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 relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dictationnati. The average income tax rate is 72.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Dictatian economy, worth an astonishing 11,708 trillion Big Ones a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Retail. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is a breathtaking 503,181 Big Ones, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Cheese lovers have a case of the bleus, citizens who inform on their neighbors can trade government "loyalty points" for food and other prizes, Animal Liberationists are regularly arrested, and the nation's counterintelligence budget is all up in the air. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dictationapore's national animal is the Tree Squid, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Dictism.

Dictationapore is ranked 279,982^nd in the world and 56^th in One big Island for Safest, scoring 5.3 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.