The Republic of TAKTIC-84 is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its soft-spoken computers, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The cynical, devout population of 10.376 billion TAKTIC-84ians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order, Administration, and Education also on the agenda. The average income tax rate is 67.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving TAKTIC-84ian economy, worth 944 trillion Delta Eagles 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, Uranium Mining, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. 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 91,018 Delta Eagles, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Shoving people into lockers qualifies you for a ministerial position, prosecutors are tucked into bed by the household police officer, military recruitment numbers are down as citizens object on 'moral grounds', and anyone with an emergency on a holy day is advised to pray harder. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. TAKTIC-84's national animal is the Kitsune, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

TAKTIC-84 is ranked 229,600^th in the world and 1^st in Xiangliu for Nicest Citizens, with 11.33 average smiles per day.