The Most Serene Republic of Pol Dor is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its prohibition of alcohol, restrictive gun laws, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 252 million Pol Dorians 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, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Pol Dorian economy, worth 11.9 trillion guilders a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is dominated by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 47,214 guilders, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Diaper sales are up, the police are destroying all photographic evidence of their own existence, women are reassured that they're being oppressed for their own good, and members of the government all have oddly similar anecdotes about their childhoods. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pol Dor's national animal is the white shark, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Pol Dor is ranked 108,774^th in the world and 155^th in Lone Wolves United for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 81.6 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.