The Protectorate of Governor Tarkin is a huge, efficient nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, absence of drug laws, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 284 million Tarkinians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government is primarily concerned with Industry, with Defense, Administration, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Social Policy receive no funds. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Governor Tarkinian economy, worth 33.2 trillion Credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Gambling, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 116,966 Credits, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 493,177 per year while the poor average 17,975, a ratio of 27.4 to 1.

Cyber-crime and tin-foil hat sales are both increasing at record rates, distrust of taps has many people bathing only with bottled mineral water, conductors wield diamond-encrusted batons to fit in with their freshly gilded surroundings, and environmental protestors are being rounded up and taken away in sinister black vans as a massive land development campaign gets underway. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Governor Tarkin's national animal is the Wookie, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Governor Tarkin is ranked 55,091^st in the world and 2,471^st in The North Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 63.76 on the Human Development Index.