The Protectorate of Postertag is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by Fred with an iron fist, and remarkable for its frequent executions, disturbing lack of elderly people, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 24.692 billion Postertagians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Postertag. The average income tax rate is 85.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Postertagian economy, worth a remarkable 5,278 trillion Shiny Green Things a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Uranium Mining, Retail, Basket Weaving, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 213,785 Shiny Green Things, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

Kids building model rockets in their backyard are grounded by Space Agency Rangers, astronomy is stifled by widespread astrophobia, the religious lobby has the power of veto over health initiatives, and the nation's new Mylab space station is notorious for being the loneliest place above the planet. Crime is pervasive, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Postertag's national animal is the Scorpion, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Posters.

Postertag is ranked 12,858^th in the world and 2^nd in Albion for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring 4,570.47 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.