The Protectorate of Spice Harvester 347 is a colossal, efficient nation, remarkable for its frequent executions, enslaved workforce, and vat-grown people. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 8.391 billion Spice Harvester 347ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Spirituality. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 34.5%.

The all-consuming Spice Harvester 347ian economy, worth 780 trillion spices a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Retail, and Information Technology. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 93,011 spices, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 324,087 per year while the poor average 19,435, a ratio of 16.7 to 1.

There's a politician called Male Infant McGhee, the new 'Who Wants To Be A Politician' election debate auditions are more popular than the debates themselves, things are looking up for patients accidentally prescribed erectile dysfunction medication, and war memorials have been modified to include hammocks for napping. Crime is well under control, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Spice Harvester 347's national animal is the sandworm, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Spice Harvester 347 is ranked 181,332^nd in the world and 518^th in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Lowest Crime Rates, with 58.3 law-abiding acts per hour.