The Oppressed Peoples of Cameronsgate is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its disturbing lack of elderly people, pith helmet sales, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 15.366 billion Cameronsgateans 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 enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 71.7%.

The very strong Cameronsgatean economy, worth a remarkable 1,068 trillion currencies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, highly specialized black market in Retail, Arms Manufacturing, Gambling, and Book Publishing. 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 69,544 currencies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

The government burgles the houses of holidaying citizens, the doctor has cold hands, people who have lived their entire lives in Cameronsgate are shocked to discover that they are not citizens, and patriotic parents remind their children to drink plenty of water. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Cameronsgate's national animal is the animal, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

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