The Demonic Nation of Scythian is a gargantuan, safe nation, renowned for its smutty television, keen interest in outer space, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 40.221 billion Scythians 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 90.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Scythian economy, worth a remarkable 3,406 trillion snake fangs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Gambling, and Book Publishing. Average income is 84,682 snake fangs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Cars are banned from built-up areas, heavy industry must go to expensive lengths to dispose of waste, military spending recently hit a new high, and military barracks resemble five-star hotels. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Scythian's national animal is the vulture, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Scythian is ranked 79,129^th in the world and 1^st in The Liberty League for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 2,833.23 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.