The Depotistic hell of NANDAEK is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by The triangle council with an iron fist, and remarkable for its national health service, ban on automobiles, and infamous sell-swords. The cynical, devout population of 5.833 billion NANDAEKians 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, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Underland. The average income tax rate is 56.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Nandaeken economy, worth 535 trillion Deeks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Book Publishing, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 91,727 Deeks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

The government seizes all major gold finds, afternoon delight in care homes is restricted to a serving of spotted dick at 3pm, the Nandaeken Arts Council pays teenagers to sit through opera performances, and child adoption by homosexual couples has been outlawed. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. NANDAEK's national animal is the Washing machine, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Something.

NANDAEK is ranked 25,890^th in the world and 1^st in South west tree for Safest, scoring 110.76 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.