The Kingdom of Kractero is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Lander I with a fair hand, and notable for its otherworldly petting zoo, frequent executions, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 30.125 billion Kracterians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government prioritizes Industry, although Education, Defense, and Administration are also considered important, while Environment and Welfare are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Merdas. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Kracterian economy, worth an astonishing 19,039 trillion curios a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is a breathtaking 632,033 curios, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 5,909,693 per year while the poor average 5,815, a ratio of 1,016 to 1.

Wealthy pranksters dump refuse on unsuspecting citizens from up high, a blood-red mark on the doorframe means a building must be passed over for destruction, concussed aukball players cannot remember their lineup position, and citizens must pay to enjoy Kractero's pristine beaches. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Kractero's national animal is the auk, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is animism.

Kractero is ranked 332,850^th in the world and 2,546^th in Herta Space Station for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring -44.38 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.