The High Stratocracy of Threxon is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Strategos Ji'Naq with an iron fist, and remarkable for its state-planned economy, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 3 billion Threxonians 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Bastion Arcturo. The average income tax rate is 67.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but sluggish Threxonian economy, worth 74.4 trillion daris a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is dominated by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 24,788 daris, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Knitters are arrested for carrying needles in their bags, military chiefs are predicting extra funding in this year's budget, the military invades any neighboring nation with the gall to criticize its policies, and theatre may or may not be changing for the better but it is being changed for good. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Threxon's national animal is the panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Church of State.

Threxon is ranked 117,047^th in the world and 5^th in The Supreme Ascendancy for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 2,129 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.