The Troutarchy of The Redwood Isles is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by The High Troutarch with an iron fist, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 3.381 billion Redwood Islanders are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Industry, with Environment, Healthcare, and Defense also on the agenda, while Welfare and Social Policy receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of La Capitale. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 72.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Redwood Islesian economy, worth 514 trillion Gold-Standards a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Trout Farming, Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 152,150 Gold-Standards, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 727,062 per year while the poor average 18,671, a ratio of 38.9 to 1.

Frustrated teenage boys are told that if they like it then they should have put a ring on it, families waiting for delayed pipe installations hope daily for rain, medical staff can legally quiet people who ask for a second helping of Salisbury steak, and The Redwood Isles's fine wines are renowned throughout the region. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. The Redwood Isles's national animal is the Narwhal, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Troutic Loonism.

The Redwood Isles is ranked 39,347^th in the world and 1,434^th in The North Pacific for Highest Food Quality, scoring 42.04 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.