The Holy dystopia of Enzonar is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by Great Father with an iron fist, and renowned for its prohibition of alcohol, compulsory military service, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 9.336 billion Enzonarians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Airstrip Millenium. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Enzonar economy, worth a remarkable 3,225 trillion Merits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 345,447 Merits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

State dairy cow's milk is a shear-thickening fluid that can stop small-caliber bullets, those on cloud nine have been relocated to cloud negative six, politicians are often seen with soldiers pointing guns at their heads, and government bureaucrats shut down teenage yard-raking businesses for being counter-revolutionary. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Enzonar's national animal is the moose, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Time Truth.

Enzonar is ranked 81,383^rd in the world and 1^st in 001 Alpha Prime for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 2,856.51 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.