The Federal Commonwealth of Dicko is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Primarch Dicko with an iron fist, and renowned for its closed borders, parental licensing program, and soft-spoken computers. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 22.591 billion Dickoans 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, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Dickoan economy, worth an astonishing 12,442 trillion Bitcoins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing. Average income is a breathtaking 550,783 Bitcoins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

UFO sightings are listed daily in the morning news, the saying "when pigs fly" has been changed to "when the lights work", social care for the elderly consists of a self help leaflet and a kick on the backside, and funeral directors are frequently looking at their watches during funerals. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dicko's national animal is the Gryphon, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Dicko is ranked 181^st in the world and 14^th in The North Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 100.02 on the Human Development Index.