The Republic of Flame Trooper 20 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and frequent executions. The quiet, industrious population of 1.388 billion Flame Trooper 20ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 33.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Flame Trooper 20ian economy, worth 50.1 trillion Credits a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Cheese Exports, and Pizza Delivery. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 36,074 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

Flatulent people are left to die of cancer at the end of hospital waiting lists, illicit spice trade makes desert merchants wrangling worms blush, pharmaceutical companies emphatically promise that "your pills are in the mail" rather than admit any supply shortfall, and citizens with artificial limbs are forbidden to serve as beauty pageant judges. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Flame Trooper 20's national animal is the Droid, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Flame Trooper 20 is ranked 280,477^th in the world and 4,351^st in eta for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 2,197.22 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.