The Compound of Cultesque is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by Triangleman with an iron fist, and notable for its lack of airports, infamous sell-swords, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.437 billion Cultesqueans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Spirituality, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Temple. The average income tax rate is 96.0%.

The powerhouse Cultesquean economy, worth 843 trillion holy symbols a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Basket Weaving industry, with significant contributions from Furniture Restoration and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are the norm. Average income is 99,997 holy symbols, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The church encourages double-dipping, attempted suicide is punishable by public hanging, paranoid museum guards keep a lookout for any animated displays attempting to escape the premises after dark, and the deceased are buried mostly to hide them from state-sanctioned corpse-collectors. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Cultesque's national animal is the bunny, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Cultesque is ranked 4,701^st in the world and 71^st in 10000 Islands for Lowest Crime Rates, with 117.96 law-abiding acts per hour.