The Protectorate of Spice Harvester 365 is a colossal, efficient nation, notable for its rum-swilling pirates, free-roaming dinosaurs, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.503 billion Spice Harvester 365ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Healthcare, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 48.1%.

The all-consuming Spice Harvester 365ian economy, worth 815 trillion spices a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized black market in Tourism, Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 95,927 spices, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 526,030 per year while the poor average 8,908, a ratio of 59.0 to 1.

The leading national news source is 'my cousin Billy-Bob on MyFace', vegetables are crisper thanks to CRISPR, people have to sneak out of the country in order to have sex, and the government is telling wizards to put their heart into their work. Crime is a problem. Spice Harvester 365's national animal is the sandworm, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Spice Harvester 365 is ranked 137,697^th in the world and 1,162^nd in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Most Patriotic, with 11.14 flags saluted per person per day.