The Empire of Gracon is a huge, cultured nation, remarkable for its frequent executions, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 546 million Graconians 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 Defense, Education, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 71.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Graconian economy, worth 66.2 trillion Złoties a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Tourism. Average income is an impressive 121,323 Złoties, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Construction of the Really Big Hadron Collider is underway, shivering secretaries type letters under torrential downpours in open-roof offices, increasing inclusiveness is a sign of the times, and psychiatrists bizarrely accompany Leader to meetings with foreign heads of state. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Gracon's national animal is the White Eagle.

Gracon is ranked 96,231^st in the world and 2^nd in The Goon States of Gracon Buns for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 2,109.47 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.