The Technicolor Ponies of Prism Solstice is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Twilight Sparkle with an iron fist, and remarkable for its zero percent divorce rate, ritual sacrifices, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, cynical population of 1.435 billion ponieses 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, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Canterlot. The average income tax rate is 55.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Prism Solsticean economy, worth 66.8 trillion bits a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Uranium Mining, and Retail. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 46,575 bits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

It's believed that women's brains will overheat if they think for themselves, families consisting of more than three people are forced to split up, the weather report is the prisoners' favourite programme, and an epidemic of unpopped kernels causes movie goers to gnash their teeth. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Prism Solstice's national animal is the alicorn, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Prism Solstice is ranked 57,046^th in the world and 2^nd in Hoard of the Lair for Most Conservative, scoring 75.42 on the Bush-Santorum Dawning Terror Index.