The Protectorate of Altrius Station is a huge, orderly nation, notable for its zero percent divorce rate, enslaved workforce, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 553 million Alistians 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 75.8%.

The sizeable but sluggish Altrius Stationian economy, worth 22.7 trillion Gold Bars 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, highly specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing 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 41,016 Gold Bars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.9 times as much as the poorest.

Gun ownership is compulsory, a signed affidavit from a prominent anti-corruption advocate declares that she is in fact a crook after all, the phrase "you might think that but I couldn't possibly comment" is the closest you'll get to a straight answer from Altrius Stationian politicians, and psychological disorders are a taboo subject. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Altrius Station's national animal is the Cow Bat, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Altrius Station is ranked 221,884^th in the world and 43^rd in Entropy for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring -8.06 on the Hickory Productivity Index.