The Post-Cyberpunk Technocracy of Arcaz is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Will with an even hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, smutty television, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, hard-working population of 11.795 billion Arcazians 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 government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Drakonis. The average income tax rate is 11.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Arcazian economy, worth a remarkable 2,858 trillion guilds a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 242,368 guilds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

The new national campaign exhorts men to "Show Some Class - Don't Sit On Your Ass", pitchforks and torches are coming back into fashion, citizens are encouraged to report friends, family members or co-workers who seem depressed to the government for "counselling", and things are looking up for patients accidentally prescribed erectile dysfunction medication. Crime is totally unknown. Arcaz's national animal is the dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Arcaz is ranked 291,928^th in the world and 146^th in Canada for Most Primitive, scoring -939.28 on the Scary Big Number Scale.