The Empire of King Cailan is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, restrictive gun laws, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, cynical population of 4.195 billion King Cailanians 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 75.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming King Cailanian economy, worth 401 trillion Duckcoins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 95,678 Duckcoins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Old dogs don't have to learn new tricks but they have to prove they haven't forgotten old ones, there's sophisticated talk of revolution within the ever-expanding mining colonies, exorbitant spending on icebreakers breaks the ice at every budget meeting, and the volume of paperwork used to complete a single environmental assessment defeats the purpose. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. King Cailan's national animal is the Duck, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

King Cailan is ranked 152,923^rd in the world and 985^th in Artificial Solar System for Largest Populations, with 4.20 billion capita.