The Chief Executive of Rogamark is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by King Rogamark XXIII with an iron fist, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, keen interest in outer space, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 27.571 billion Rogamarkians are proud of their wide-ranging civil freedoms, and those who aren't tend to be dragged off the streets by men in dark suits and hustled into cars with tinted windows.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Holmgard. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 62.5%.

The powerhouse Rogamarkian economy, worth a remarkable 2,754 trillion Silver Crowns a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 99,891 Silver Crowns, with the richest citizens earning 9.4 times as much as the poorest.

King Rogamark XXIII reduces citizens' commute times by giving away their homes, the serf suggestion box would work better if more serfs were literate, farmers' market days almost always end in a shooting, and older citizens lament over the loss of law and order. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Rogamark's national animal is the Rogamarkian Elephant, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rogamark is ranked 6,464^th in the world and 3^rd in Spiritus for Largest Black Market, with 1,192 trillion Standard Monetary Units.