The Confederated Districts of Treir is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Crumb with a fair hand, and notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, keen interest in outer space, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 19.955 billion Treites live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Syvani. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Treian economy, worth a remarkable 7,897 trillion Lumyns a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 395,772 Lumyns, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,055,682 per year while the poor average 41,218, a ratio of 49.9 to 1.

Prime commercial land is being swamped with archaeological teams, children often explain to their parents that the Mega Ultimate Sword Fist was worth the thousand-Lumyn charge on their phone bill, selling advanced CPUs to anti-Treian terrorists is no chip on the government's shoulders, and drivers regularly pull over for nonexistent police cars. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, probably because of the absence of a police force. Treir's national animal is the Red Panda, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Treir is ranked 85,702^nd in the world and 438^th in Europeia for Most Developed, scoring 65.34 on the Human Development Index.