The Colony of Psychorea is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its prohibition of alcohol, flagrant waste-dumping, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 12.71 billion Psychoreans 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Defense, although Law & Order, Education, and Administration are also considered important, while Social Policy and Welfare aren't funded at all. The average income tax rate is 96.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Psychorean economy, worth a remarkable 6,994 trillion Skulls 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, 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 a breathtaking 550,300 Skulls, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Illegal hunting is rife after veganism was recently made compulsory, weather reports simply advise Psychoreans to 'look outside', the words 'private' and 'enterprise' must never appear in the same sentence, and incidents involving lethal string attacks have gone way up. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Psychorea's national animal is the Man, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Psychorea is ranked 609^th in the world and 10^th in the South Pacific for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 12,669.57 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.