The Free Lands of The Police is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Sting with an iron fist, and renowned for its compulsory military service, frequent executions, and state-planned economy. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 19.462 billion Coppers 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of London. The average income tax rate is 40.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Policean economy, worth a remarkable 1,195 trillion bucks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Book Publishing, Cheese Exports, and Tourism. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 61,442 bucks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Prisons are filled with the cackles and sobs of a deranged inmate population, the government is a proud sponsor of the National Gaming Association, there's an aura of pseudoscience around academia, and most believe it doesn't hurt to embrace free trade. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force. The Police's national animal is the Grizzly, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Police is ranked 261,235^th in the world and 5,914^th in The North Pacific for Highest Food Quality, scoring 7.16 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.