The Sultanate of Chicadanzon is a huge, socially progressive nation, ruled by S with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, democratic, devout population of 947 million Chicadanzonians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The tiny, pro-business government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Industry, Healthcare, and Welfare also on the agenda, while International Aid and Social Policy receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of S. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.0%.

The powerhouse Chicadanzonian economy, worth 70.5 trillion marks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Woodchip Exports, and Retail. Average income is 74,456 marks, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 376,291 per year while the poor average 8,195, a ratio of 45.9 to 1.

Employees who skip lunch to avoid sub-par cafeteria food risk getting fired, nighttime sightings of raccoons sporting Circle-A patches and bandanna masks are on the rise, the housing market has collapsed like an overbaked Brancalandian souffle, and the military's newest toy broadcasts Chicadanzon's anthem on hostile frequencies to drive enemies insane. Crime, especially youth-related, is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Chicadanzon's national animal is the crocodile, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Chicadanzon is ranked 276,032^nd in the world and 117^th in Antisipation Refounded for Lowest Crime Rates, with 40.58 law-abiding acts per hour.