The Dictatorship of Trepave is a huge, orderly nation, notable for its anti-smoking policies, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 326 million Trepaveans 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Roganath. The average income tax rate is 74.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Trepavean economy, worth 13.8 trillion Trepavean Jedags 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, highly specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Uranium Mining. 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 42,349 Trepavean Jedags, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Six-year-old children playing dress-up are viewed with suspicion, women who display their ankles are shunned by society, water fights now end with thousands dead, and newborns are being raised as mindless killing machines. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Trepave's national animal is the Trepavean Eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Trepave is ranked 255,282^nd in the world and 4,748^th in the South Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 44.35 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.