The Protectorate of Spice Harvester 3E1 is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, prohibition of alcohol, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 5.995 billion Spice Harvester 3E1ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The minute government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Public Transport. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.9%.

The very strong Spice Harvester 3E1ian economy, worth 336 trillion spices a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 56,068 spices, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 271,812 per year while the poor average 6,694, a ratio of 40.6 to 1.

Calling tech support mid-shootout is a common occurrence, royalist is the most offensive slur in the Spice Harvester 3E1ian language, late night adverts for breast milk co-ops regularly win pornography industry awards, and internet service is too costly for normal people to purchase. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Spice Harvester 3E1's national animal is the sandworm, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Spice Harvester 3E1 is ranked 292,005^th in the world and 1,868^th in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Lowest Crime Rates, with 11.93 law-abiding acts per hour.