The Holy Empire of Anztondria is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Brandir with an iron fist, and notable for its compulsory military service, punitive income tax rates, and restrictive gun laws. The cynical, devout population of 5.764 billion Anztondrians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Azson. The average income tax rate is 72.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Anztondrian economy, worth 86.0 trillion anztons a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Basket Weaving industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. Average income is 14,927 anztons, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's taxpayers pay for foreign governments' extravagances, the military refers to helpless combatants offering surrender as "sitting ducks", environmentalists are advocating slash-and-burn in the nation's forests, and sneezing pedestrians are grabbed by alley-lurking doctors. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Anztondria's national animal is the spike bug, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Anztondria is ranked 53,470^th in the world and 48^th in Institute of Cellulose for Lowest Crime Rates, with 73.25 law-abiding acts per hour.