The Watchfires of Pro-1 is a titanic, orderly nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, frequent executions, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-working, cynical, devout population of 21.552 billion Pro-1ians 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 medium-sized, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 21.4%.

The strong Pro-1ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,235 trillion $$s a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Woodchip Exports, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 57,316 $$s, with the richest citizens earning 6.0 times as much as the poorest.

Commuters travel in zigzags to avoid stalking accusations, candidates for public office painstakingly research their family trees to ensure their eligibility, bins outnumber trees in city parks, and nobody likes bad boys any more. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pro-1's national animal is the Death's-head Hawkmoth, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Pro-1 is ranked 71,002^nd in the world and 1^st in Providence for Nicest Citizens, with 15.9 average smiles per day.