The Command Cyborg of Paradroid is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by MrDroid with an iron fist, and renowned for its teetotalling pirates, museums and concert halls, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 37.008 billion Paradroidians 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of ParadroidCity. The average income tax rate is 89.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Paradroidian economy, worth a remarkable 6,642 trillion chips 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 Retail, Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Uranium Mining. 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 179,488 chips, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Politicians can't accept birthday presents from their own children, escaped birthday balloons are torpedoed out of the sky, doctors are learning that red tape makes ineffective bandages, and people transfer their assets to bank accounts in Manamana before getting divorced. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Paradroid's national animal is the mouse, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Atheism.

Paradroid is ranked 301,469^th in the world and 26^th in Testregionia for Nicest Citizens, with 0.26 average smiles per day.