The Theocracy of Quistonix is a huge, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its prohibition of alcohol, state-planned economy, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 526 million Quistonixians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 88.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Quistonixian economy, worth 24.8 trillion alms a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, extremely specialized black market in Uranium Mining and Gambling. 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 47,105 alms, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Military spending is on the increase, there's no such thing as a safe bet, no personal detail is too tiny for the suede-denim census police, and raindances intended to summon storms instead attract tourists. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Quistonix's national animal is the lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Quistonix is ranked 321,516^th in the world and 5,108^th in eta for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 12.91 on the Kitten Softness Rating.