The Kingdom of Kractero is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Lander I with a fair hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 30.063 billion Kracterians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government prioritizes Industry, with Education, Defense, and Administration also on the agenda, while Environment and Welfare are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Merdas. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Kracterian economy, worth an astonishing 18,981 trillion curios a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is a breathtaking 631,402 curios, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 5,903,173 per year while the poor average 5,817, a ratio of 1,014 to 1.

A valid legal defense is 'dead men tell no tales', if there's something strange in your neighborhood you call Brancaland, construction of the Really Big Hadron Collider is underway, and children are brainwashed at a young age to accept "love and peace!" as a way of life. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Kractero's national animal is the auk, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is animism.

Kractero is ranked 120^th in the world and 1^st in Herta Space Station for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 21,504.64 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.