The Dominion of Trouble Nation is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Recidivist with an even hand, and remarkable for its sprawling nuclear power plants, infamous sell-swords, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 33.048 billion Trouble Nationians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Crematoria. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Trouble Nationian economy, worth an astonishing 16,231 trillion Credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 491,147 Credits, with the richest citizens earning 6.7 times as much as the poorest.

After every storm there's an expensive government-funded rainbow, arbitrary election rules are considered sacrosanct, elevator music has been replaced by thrash metal played at maximum volume, and the construction of massive skyscrapers seems to be the result of Trouble Nation's mid-life crisis. Crime is totally unknown. Trouble Nation's national animal is the Hellhound, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Trouble Nation is ranked 3,371^st in the world and 142^nd in The North Pacific for Largest Black Market, with 748 trillion Standard Monetary Units.