The Republic of Celestial Architects is a colossal, efficient nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, democratic population of 4.584 billion Celestial Architectsians are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The relatively small, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 11.3%.

The very strong Celestial Architectsian economy, worth 273 trillion Galactic Credit Standards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Book Publishing, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 59,599 Galactic Credit Standards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.1 times as much as the poorest.

Cotton candy made from genuine cotton cellulose doesn't quite satisfy, crime suspects are forced to submit to blood testing, the nation's faithful often say there is a higher power watching over them, and an epidemic of unpopped kernels causes movie goers to gnash their teeth. Crime, especially youth-related, is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Celestial Architects's national animal is the Space Whale, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Celestial Architects is ranked 128,870^th in the world and 5^th in Celestial Frontiers for Nicest Citizens, with 13 average smiles per day.