The Titan of Metrop1ex is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its disturbing lack of elderly people, ubiquitous missile silos, and free-roaming dinosaurs. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 6.372 billion Metrop1exians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 63.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Metrop1exian economy, worth 546 trillion dollars 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 large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. 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 85,732 dollars, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 311,147 per year while the poor average 16,824, a ratio of 18.5 to 1.

Internet trolls are considered valiant supporters of the right to free speech, every workday begins with group therapy, women who walk into the ladies' changing room are accused of being Peeping Toms, and the needs of the living outweigh the needs of the dead. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Metrop1ex's national animal is the penguin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Metrop1ex is ranked 55,811^th in the world and 1^st in the freeland for Most Patriotic, with 25.14 flags saluted per person per day.