The Protectorate of Spice Harvester 293 is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its keen interest in outer space, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and strictly enforced bedtime. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.504 billion Spice Harvester 293ians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 37.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Spice Harvester 293ian economy, worth 937 trillion spices a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 110,185 spices, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.1 times as much as the poorest.

The national anthem is a rather effective sleeping aid, owning a really cute pet is grounds for immediate investigation, nursing mothers are often arrested for indecent exposure, and thousands of former welfare recipients are in a revolutionary uproar as the rest of society is enjoying a hefty tax break. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, despite the fact that it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many laws. Spice Harvester 293's national animal is the sandworm.

Spice Harvester 293 is ranked 57,690^th in the world and 531^st in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 3,907.26 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.