The Dictatorship of Dotrion is a very large, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, otherworldly petting zoo, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 495 million Dotrionians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Opal. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 39.2%.

The thriving Dotrionian economy, worth 34.8 trillion tropes a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is 70,320 tropes, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 224,021 per year while the poor average 16,792, a ratio of 13.3 to 1.

Police officers that upset their bosses get assigned to 24 hour stakeouts of bike sheds, toddlers are wielding machine guns in the name of national defense, the military is researching proton packs and PK-meters to combat "unseen enemy forces", and Lady Justice has swapped her blindfold for steel-capped boots. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dotrion's national animal is the Spinoaurus, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Dotrion is ranked 290,226^th in the world and 10,838^th in Lazarus for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -10 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.