The Democratic Empire of Fredericksborg is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by President Robert A Montfort with an iron fist, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, vat-grown people, and national health service. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 18.638 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, Defense, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Lemstin. The average income tax rate is 66.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Fredericksborgian economy, worth a remarkable 4,068 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 218,271 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 43,573^rd in the world and 1,108^th in The North Pacific for Most Cultured, scoring 73 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.