The Democratic Empire of Fredericksborg is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by President Robert A Montfort with an iron fist, and remarkable for its smutty television, vat-grown people, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 18.877 billion Fredericksborgians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Lemstin. The average income tax rate is 67.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Fredericksborgian economy, worth a remarkable 4,109 trillion Crowns a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 217,708 Crowns, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's space program is doxxing the planet, cops in Lemstin spend much of their time napping on a park bench next to Embassy Row, leisure is a crime in ski towns, and the official Fredericksborgian Phrase Book weighs as much as a small child. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fredericksborg's national animal is the Nervous Bean, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Atheism.

Fredericksborg is ranked 10,507^th in the world and 137^th in The North Pacific for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector, scoring 33,907.16 on the Charon Conveyancy Index.