The Democratic Republic of Trickster Spice is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Matoq Hostess with an even hand, and remarkable for its smutty television, pith helmet sales, and enforced nudity. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 8.374 billion Tricksters have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Candy Candy. The average income tax rate is 83.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Trickster economy, worth 822 trillion Strawberry Bon Bons a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Retail, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 98,195 Strawberry Bon Bons, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Once-vitriolic celebrity chefs are now known for giving encouraging hugs to aspiring cooks, minefields are being deployed along the border to discourage potential emigrants from trying to leave, returning vacationers often find that their property is now a construction site, and the nation is ravaged by daily union strikes. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Trickster Spice's national animal is the Hummingbird, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Judaism.

Trickster Spice is ranked 133,785^th in the world and 4,864^th in Osiris for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 749.1 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.