The Carmine Feline of Occidius is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Nox with an iron fist, and remarkable for its infamous sell-swords, ubiquitous missile silos, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 18.808 billion Cats 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 relatively small, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Dark Tower. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 10.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Cattish economy, worth a remarkable 4,530 trillion mice a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Gambling. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is an amazing 240,862 mice, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,189,050 per year while the poor average 3,039, a ratio of 720 to 1.

There's a lot of hot air coming from the Capitol Building, Nox's personal home is one of the West Pacific's most notorious party destinations, dynamite sales and concert audiences are booming, and the libraries of Occidius are staffed by lone, lonely librarians. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Occidius's national animal is the Grump, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Violetism.

Occidius is ranked 283,346^th in the world and 3,839^th in the West Pacific for Lowest Crime Rates, with 3.45 law-abiding acts per hour.