The Christmas of Troc is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by Santa with a fair hand, and remarkable for its vat-grown people, flagrant waste-dumping, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 3.679 billion Trocs enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of uhhh. The average income tax rate is 85.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Trocian economy, worth a remarkable 1,011 trillion Troccoins a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Book Publishing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Basket Weaving. Average income is an amazing 274,852 Troccoins, with the richest citizens earning 5.0 times as much as the poorest.

A bill to outlaw math homework has been submitted, 3D printed organs are a breath of new life for the sick and elderly, grocery stores can be audibly identified by the giggling emerging from them, and if there's something strange in your neighborhood you call Brancaland. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Troc's national animal is the Rudolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Roman Catholic.

Troc is ranked 51,498^th in the world and 639^th in The East Pacific for Most Patriotic, with 31.06 flags saluted per person per day.