The Protectorate of Postertag is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by Fred with an iron fist, and notable for its ritual sacrifices, disturbing lack of elderly people, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 24.675 billion Postertagians 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 juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Postertag. The average income tax rate is 84.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Postertagian economy, worth a remarkable 5,281 trillion Shiny Green Things a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Retail, Uranium Mining, Basket Weaving, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 214,044 Shiny Green Things, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

Panels from bankrupt rooftop solar companies are used as props for sci-fi B-movies, citizens are deployed to barren deserts to protect small territorial claims, the arms industry is backed by government subsidies and harsh anti-protest laws are in place, and science labs across the country languish in cobwebs as the government turns its attentions to spiritual matters. Crime is pervasive, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Postertag's national animal is the Scorpion, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Posters.

Postertag is ranked 200,781^st in the world and 8^th in Albion for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -1 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.