The Fiefdom of Balder Dispatches is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its ritual sacrifices, disturbing lack of elderly people, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 13.569 billion Balder Dispatchesians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 46.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Balder Dispatchesian economy, worth a remarkable 1,515 trillion kronor 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, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, Retail, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 an impressive 111,672 kronor, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Tom and Jerry cartoons have cat and mouse resolving their problems with reasoned discussion, turning the other cheek is accompanied by a polite letter of complaint, dynamite sales and concert audiences are booming, and attempts at growing pineapples in the desert have been unsuccessful. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Balder Dispatches's national animal is the Raven, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Balder Dispatches is ranked 56,725^th in the world and 3,374^th in Balder for Lowest Crime Rates, with 72.49 law-abiding acts per hour.