The Federal Commonwealth of Dicko is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Primarch Dicko with an iron fist, and notable for its compulsory military service, soft-spoken computers, and parental licensing program. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 22.789 billion Dickoans 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Dickoan economy, worth an astonishing 12,559 trillion Bitcoins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing. Average income is a breathtaking 551,104 Bitcoins, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Young people avoid opening doors for the elderly with impunity, fake designer clothes are shredded and burnt while many in the world don't have a shirt on their back, those who investigate UFOs tend to wake up delirious on abandoned roads, and cultural heritage is measured in Scoville Heat Units. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dicko's national animal is the Gryphon, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Dicko is ranked 333,708^th in the world and 4,847^th in The North Pacific for Least Corrupt Governments, with 0.7 percentage of bribes refused.