The Golden State of Senrant is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, compulsory gun ownership, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 1.342 billion Senrantians 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, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Valyria. The average income tax rate is 39.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Senrantian economy, worth 113 trillion Dollars 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 slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Trout Farming. 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 84,179 Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government frequently panders to parents with boutique tax credits, pareidolic SETI scientists swear there's a message from aliens hidden within pi, elections have become procedural nightmares due to voters persistently rejecting candidates, and when shaking hands with foreign leaders Leader wears an armoured gauntlet. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Senrant's national animal is the Eagle, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Senrant is ranked 93,213^th in the world and 5^th in Regalia for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 1,977.05 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.