The Interstellar Empire of Tropical Isles is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Jay Myers with a fair hand, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, parental licensing program, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 29.39 billion Atlanteans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Shadowville. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Atlantean economy, worth an astonishing 15,825 trillion Silver Certificates a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. Average income is a breathtaking 538,468 Silver Certificates, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Tropical Isles has one of the largest offshore wind farms in the world, eminent domain has been abolished, it is illegal to brush crumbs off your clothing outdoors, and the construction of massive skyscrapers seems to be the result of Tropical Isles's mid-life crisis. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Tropical Isles's national animal is the cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Christianity.

Tropical Isles is ranked 1,559^th in the world and 28^th in the West Pacific for Most Advanced Public Education, scoring 23,083.54 on the Edu-tellignce® Test Score.