The Borderlands of The Central Petrofields is a tiny, orderly nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, lack of airports, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 8 million Central Petrofieldsians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The enormous, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 56.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The basket case Central Petrofieldsian economy, worth 58.4 billion Barrels 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 slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Furniture Restoration, Gambling, Book Publishing, and Retail. 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 7,304 Barrels, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's skies are now a wasteland, nudity is frowned upon, the latest Harry Potter book is a bestseller, and euthanasia is illegal. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Central Petrofields's national animal is the Pipeline, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Central Petrofields is ranked 286,947^th in the world and 3^rd in The Petrofields for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring 485.16 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.