The Constitutional Monarchy of Tuldar is a huge, orderly nation, remarkable for its prohibition of alcohol, compulsory gun ownership, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 338 million Tuldarians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Spirituality, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tuldaria. The average income tax rate is 67.0%.

The Tuldarian economy, worth 19.5 trillion dollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient black market in Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 57,823 dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's apology for those it has executed in the last year has come a little late for some, school lunches are made with hypo-allergenic wood pulp, terrorist videos start by thanking their sponsors, and litter collection has replaced fast food as the most popular after-school job. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tuldar's national animal is the Steppe Eagle, which can occasionally be seen dodging aircraft in the nation's cities.

Tuldar is ranked 283,911^th in the world and 6^th in The Pacific Coast for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring -10.49 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.