The Grand Duchy of Carolias is a large, safe nation, remarkable for its soft-spoken computers, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 96 million Carolians 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 medium-sized, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 29.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Caroliasian economy, worth 4.10 trillion Caruls a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. Average income is 42,685 Caruls, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Light entertainment shows are light on actual entertainment, children who can't memorize their multiplication tables are sent to the mines, the tribal zone has been opened to up to 'economic interest' groups, and ice-filled coffins are ominously positioned in the corner of every hospital ward. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Carolias's national animal is the red fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Carolias is ranked 233,355^th in the world and 5,254^th in The North Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 48.04 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.