The Holy Empire of Texaca is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by Emperor Kennedy with an even hand, and remarkable for its triple-decker prams, prohibition of alcohol, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 3.271 billion Texacans 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 relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Jericho. The average income tax rate is 19.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Texacan economy, worth 487 trillion TXDS a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Automobile Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 148,991 TXDS, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Sweat stains are proof of political acumen, factories are regularly demolished to make way for low-cost housing areas, becoming a missionary is a sure-fire route to martyrdom, and domestic fishermen fly the Texacan flag out of fear of being blown up. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Texaca's national animal is the Turtle Dove, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans, and its national religion is Christianity.

Texaca is ranked 226,027^th in the world and 274^th in Christians for Greatest Rich-Poor Divides, with 2.38 Rich To Poor Income Ratio.