The Spooks of Grand Enclave is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by Director Smith with an even hand, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, pith helmet sales, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 20.535 billion Spooks have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Whitesprings Bunker. The average income tax rate is 59.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Enclave economy, worth a remarkable 5,614 trillion Bottlecaps a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 273,434 Bottlecaps, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government's new "quiet competence" initiative has supporters and detractors alike reeling in confusion, road signs are getting harder to read under layers of knitted woolen cardigans, works of historical fiction contain a surprising lack of historical figures, and tax avoidance is a serious affair. Crime is totally unknown. Grand Enclave's national animal is the Bald Eagle, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Atheism.

Grand Enclave is ranked 73,552^nd in the world and 6^th in The Fallout Wasteland for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 3,872.15 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.