The Cold asf of Troc is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Saint Nicolas with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, infamous sell-swords, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 3.684 billion Trocs enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of South Pole. The average income tax rate is 85.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Trocian economy, worth a remarkable 1,012 trillion Troccoins a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Book Publishing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Basket Weaving. Average income is an amazing 274,876 Troccoins, with the richest citizens earning 5.0 times as much as the poorest.

In South Pole subways and skyways roar at all hours (Troc has found 11 easter eggs), politicians tend to jump ship to whichever party is currently leading in the polls, children gain their first sex education from reading the dictionary, and radio stations offer prizes to callers who can guess this month's most endangered species. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Troc's national animal is the Reindeer, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Roman Catholic.

Troc is ranked 10,169^th in the world and 191^st in The East Pacific for Most Secular, with 95.19 Atheism Rate.