The Republic of Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territory is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its anti-smoking policies, keen interest in outer space, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.972 billion Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territoryians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded morass — juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Administration. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territoryian economy, worth a remarkable 1,813 trillion currencies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is extremely specialized, is mostly made up of the Basket Weaving industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology. Average income is an amazing 227,510 currencies, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

EULAs remind customers that "Private Mode" is a browser setting rather than a promise, pareidolic SETI scientists swear there's a message from aliens hidden within pi, science centers and state of the art laboratories are ubiquitous, and Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territory's Medieval Faire is renowned as one of the best in the region. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territory's national animal is the animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Vickenian Pacific Ocean Territory is ranked 331,814^th in the world and 60^th in Vickenian experiment incubator for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -31.3 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.