The Iron Mall of Dragyn is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Joff Bezotheon with a fair hand, and remarkable for its daily referendums, complete lack of public education, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 31.619 billion Dragyns live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Retalia City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Dracynic economy, worth an astonishing 19,709 trillion altcoins a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is a breathtaking 623,348 altcoins, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 3,626,264 per year while the poor average 50,653, a ratio of 71.6 to 1.

The government has cut its subsidies for all special interest groups, nuclear reactors are held together with party string and Hubba Bubba, young girls and senior citizens alike can be spotted wearing colourful short shorts, and census workers struggle to account for the rapidly increasing number of citizens to tabulate. Crime is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Dragyn's national animal is the anaconda, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Amazonism.

Dragyn is ranked 17,628^th in the world and 20^th in Anarchy for Greatest Rich-Poor Divides, with 71.59 Rich To Poor Income Ratio.