The Republic of TAKTIC-60 is a titanic, efficient nation, remarkable for its parental licensing program, ubiquitous missile silos, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 10.526 billion TAKTIC-60ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 20.1%.

The very strong TAKTIC-60ian economy, worth 693 trillion Delta Eagles a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is 65,926 Delta Eagles, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 201,084 per year while the poor average 16,763, a ratio of 12.0 to 1.

Students are explicitly allowed to write answers on their forearms before exams, it is illegal to brush crumbs off your clothing outdoors, ambitious "businessmen" use their children to sell and advertise their products, and they say the best compromise leaves everyone feeling a little unarmed. Crime is moderate. TAKTIC-60's national animal is the Kitsune, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

TAKTIC-60 is ranked 253,450^th in the world and 1^st in Patriots for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 40.11 on the Kitten Softness Rating.