The Federal Commonwealth of Dicko is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Primarch Dicko with an iron fist, and renowned for its otherworldly petting zoo, keen interest in outer space, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 10.374 billion Dickoans 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 large, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Dickoan economy, worth a remarkable 4,439 trillion Bitcoins 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 black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. 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 amazing 427,928 Bitcoins, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Government workers are more efficient and more unhappy than ever, Super Barry Brothers is the most popular video game in the nation, children as young as twelve are conscripted into the armed forces, and films are funded in accordance with the volume of tears shed when reading the screenplay. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dicko's national animal is the Gryphon, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Dicko is ranked 5,879^th in the world and 530^th in The North Pacific for Most Valuable International Artwork, with 63.98 Bank.