The Fuerzas Armadas of Numero Capitan is a gargantuan, orderly nation, notable for its anti-smoking policies, keen interest in outer space, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 17.631 billion Capitans are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Industry, Education, and Healthcare are also considered important, while Law & Order and Welfare are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nuca. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 44.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Numero Capitanian economy, worth a remarkable 1,750 trillion gold dime bars a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology and Retail. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is 99,273 gold dime bars, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 293,866 per year while the poor average 26,341, a ratio of 11.2 to 1.

Capitans have become death, the destroyer of worlds, where your food came from is an unknowable mystery, throwing garbage out of your house's front window makes it legally someone else's problem, and rural Capitans stare in awe at the bright lights of the big cities. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Numero Capitan's national animal is the ghost of christmas past, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Numero Capitan is ranked 72^nd in the world and 1^st in 00000 A World Power for Most Valuable International Artwork, with 11,187.09 Bank.