The Emblazened Son of Paraculs is a titanic, orderly nation, notable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, state-planned economy, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 11.543 billion Paraculsians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 34.1%.

The powerhouse Paraculsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,235 trillion guilders 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 a large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Automobile Manufacturing. 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 impressive 107,001 guilders, with the richest citizens earning 9.7 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's soldiers often believe they're in the Air Force, the government only invests in infrastructure after a natural disaster, voters who forget their name are given a hint, and the saying "when pigs fly" has been changed to "when the lights work". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Paraculs's national animal is the penguin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Paraculs is ranked 237,230^th in the world and 1^st in Der emporium for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -5.16 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.