The Stratocratic Empire of Sovende is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Imperator with an iron fist, and notable for its pith helmet sales, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 11.016 billion Sovendeans 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 large, corrupt government prioritizes Defense, although Law & Order, Administration, and Education are also considered important, while Welfare and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Vox. The average income tax rate is 96.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Sovendean economy, worth a remarkable 2,160 trillion Jingoes a year, is quite specialized and mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 196,152 Jingoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

One-man canoes fitted with the latest tracking technology leave no room for one man, future leaders of Sovende regularly dismiss pressing political issues when available options don't conform to their worldview, libraries are now installed with jacuzzis and mini-bars, and children usually cry on their first day of school. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Sovende's national animal is the Fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Sovende is ranked 3,962^nd in the world and 5^th in Lands End for Largest Governments, scoring 46.37 on the Bureaucratic Comprehensiveness Rating Scale Index.