The Command Cyborg of Paradroid is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by MrDroid with an iron fist, and renowned for its fear of technology, enslaved workforce, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 37.524 billion Paradroidians 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of ParadroidCity. The average income tax rate is 90.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Paradroidian economy, worth a remarkable 6,693 trillion chips 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Retail, Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Uranium Mining. 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 an impressive 178,382 chips, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Gun regulations are so strict even staple guns and hot glue guns are illegal, civil engineers are undermining sinkholes, thousands of former pirates can be found peddling knockoff products in flea markets, and raccoons are plump and satiated. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Paradroid's national animal is the mouse, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Atheism.

Paradroid is ranked 7,504^th in the world and 8^th in Testregionia for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 119.64 on the Bus Surprisal Index.