The Federation of Saint Eith is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its closed borders, keen interest in outer space, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.06 billion Saint Eithians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Healthcare, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Saint Eithian economy, worth 284 trillion stences a year, is led by the Beef-Based Agriculture industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 69,924 stences, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Suicide victims often leave behind cash to cover the cost of their fines, people who get diabetes can sue donut manufacturers, homeless people are periodically found dead upon altars to assorted deities, and the new Liquor Legitimacy Office is besieged with job applications from people who have experience in "statistical sampling methods". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Saint Eith's national animal is the lion.

Saint Eith is ranked 213,154^th in the world and 91^st in Distorted Memories for Smartest Citizens, with 23.74 quips per hour.