The Technocracy of Blackphir is a colossal, socially progressive nation, ruled by Premier Mancer with a fair hand, and remarkable for its public floggings, irreverence towards religion, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 6.357 billion Blackphirians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Carthus. The average income tax rate is 92.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Blackphirian economy, worth a remarkable 1,570 trillion sovereigns a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 247,078 sovereigns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

EpiPen sales have skyrocketed, scientists regularly clone human beings for research purposes, Big Agriculture has the government by the nuts, and Blackphir's children are widely acknowledged as the most foul-mouthed in the region. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Blackphir's national animal is the raven, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Blackphir is ranked 27,545^th in the world and 799^th in The North Pacific for Highest Drug Use, scoring 104.4 on the Pineapple Fondness Rating.