The Protectorate of Spice Harvester B8 is a colossal, efficient nation, notable for its vat-grown people, state-planned economy, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 6.678 billion Spice Harvester B8ians 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 prioritizes Education, with Administration, Defense, and Law & Order also on the agenda. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 33.6%.

The thriving Spice Harvester B8ian economy, worth 642 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, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Cheese 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 96,140 spices, with the richest citizens earning 9.1 times as much as the poorest.

The standard government reply to any query is "there is no spoon", the government sends submarines to retrieve bodies from shipwrecked submarines, the police go to great efforts to seize contraband favored by politicians on the police oversight committee, and churches now double as dungeons. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Spice Harvester B8's national animal is the sandworm.

Spice Harvester B8 is ranked 64,156^th in the world and 604^th in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Most Patriotic, with 21.95 flags saluted per person per day.