The Rectory of Otisco is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, unlimited-speed roads, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The quiet, industrious population of 1.609 billion Otiscoans are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The minute government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Social Policy, Healthcare, and Environment. The average income tax rate is 7.9%.

The Otiscoan economy, worth 41.6 trillion Rectorial Talers a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Furniture Restoration. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 25,845 Rectorial Talers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.1 times as much as the poorest.

Government-sponsored gallows are being erected by Violetist temples, small children are learning a lot of new words from a teacher with Tourette Syndrome, Leader is too busy listening to praise to get any work done, and binoculars sales are at an all-time high. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control. Otisco's national animal is the Rectorial Labrador, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Otisco is ranked 240,338^th in the world and 9^th in Urcean Rectories for Most Extreme, scoring 9 on the Paul-Nader Subjective Decentrality Index.