The Commonwealth of Croblade is a mammoth, socially progressive nation, ruled by President Evangeline Martin with an even hand, and notable for its pith helmet sales, sprawling nuclear power plants, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate population of 6.197 billion Crobladians enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The medium-sized, corrupt, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Greenridge. The average income tax rate is 69.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Crobladian economy, worth 992 trillion Crobladian Sorloes 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, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. 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 impressive 160,149 Crobladian Sorloes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's museums are real penny-pinchers, exterminators swarm Crobladian homes, the nation's beloved 'good-natured doormat' is inundated by begging letters, and small children are learning a lot of new words from a teacher with Tourette Syndrome. Crime is totally unknown. Croblade's national animal is the Panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Nawhian Artorianity.

Croblade is ranked 224,249^th in the world and 1,107^th in the Plains of Perdition for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -4.27 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.