The Republic of Dico is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its enslaved workforce, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, cheerful population of 8.053 billion Dicoans 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 relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Industry, although Defense, Administration, and Education are also considered important. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 83.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Dicoan economy, worth a remarkable 5,195 trillion currencies a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Retail, Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is a breathtaking 645,195 currencies, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 3,458,617 per year while the poor average 62,914, a ratio of 55.0 to 1.

Adults have never outgrown their fear of monsters, bar brawls are an hourly occurrence, athletic teenagers are among the wealthiest members of society, and the government has been criticized for giving away Dico's territory to anyone who claims it. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Dico's national animal is the animal, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Dico is ranked 7,613^th in the world and 24^th in Vickenian experiment incubator for Most Advanced Public Education, scoring 12,354.12 on the Edu-tellignce® Test Score.