The Wicked Realms of Wicko is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by the Principal Warlock with an iron fist, and renowned for its unlimited-speed roads, ubiquitous missile silos, and zero percent divorce rate. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 24.846 billion Wicked are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Great Coven. The average income tax rate is 22.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Wicked economy, worth a remarkable 8,157 trillion нехs 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 large, well-organized, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Tourism. 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 an amazing 328,331 нехs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Oddly patriotic flash mobs spontaneously sing the national anthem, the government spends billions to protect Wicko from a disaster that is one in a million, punk rockers smash it up and then clean it up, and politicians look weirdly alike. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Wicko's national animal is the Hissing Cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Wicked Science.

Wicko is ranked 964^th in the world and 4^th in New Coalition of Nations for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 255,113.94 Standard Monetary Units.