The Republic of Tropico Isla de Hierro is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by El Presidente with an iron fist, and renowned for its pith helmet sales, keen interest in outer space, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 20.297 billion Tropicans 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 juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Santa Helena. The average income tax rate is 68.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Tropican economy, worth a remarkable 8,395 trillion Tropican Pesos a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 413,634 Tropican Pesos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

The mining industry is making inroads into environmentally sensitive areas, every new building project has to undergo a five-year environmental impact study before it can go ahead, much of Tropico Isla de Hierro's computer network is controlled by a rampant artificial intelligence, and cute fluffy little El Presidentes are increasingly popular exotic pets. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tropico Isla de Hierro's national animal is the Llama, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Christianity.

Tropico Isla de Hierro is ranked 290,555^th in the world and 4^th in The Anarnkhos Archipelago for Nicest Citizens, with 0.19 average smiles per day.