The Godless Heathen of Orcuo is a mammoth, orderly nation, remarkable for its closed borders, compulsory military service, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 8.97 billion Orcuoans 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government is effectively ruled by the Department of Defense, with International Aid and Environment not funded at all. The average income tax rate is 98.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Orcuoan economy, worth a remarkable 3,869 trillion chocolate chip cookieses a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing and Information Technology. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an amazing 431,434 chocolate chip cookieses, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

A nickname of "Doctor Death" probably indicates a decorated war hero, cleaners are very careful not to bump into the big red button on Leader's desk, vacationing Orcuoans expect to be treated as royalty, and military pistols are more secure than the national treasury. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Orcuo's national animal is the squid, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Orcuo is ranked 1,946^th in the world and 1^st in Despotic Magnates of the Cognoscenti for Largest Governments, scoring 55.77 on the Bureaucratic Comprehensiveness Rating Scale Index.