The Protectorate of Spice Harvester 199 is a colossal, efficient nation, remarkable for its infamous sell-swords, ubiquitous missile silos, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.512 billion Spice Harvester 199ians 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 Industry, Education, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 36.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Spice Harvester 199ian economy, worth 839 trillion spices 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, fairly diversified black market in Woodchip Exports, Soda Sales, Arms Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. 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 98,603 spices, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.6 times as much as the poorest.

Tough diplomacy is often best handled with a nutcracker, exceptionally talented workers are praised more than Revolutionary heroes, a government program is underway to revitalize Spice Harvester 199's beaches, and nuclear warheads are frequently launched into space as a warning to invading meteoroids. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Spice Harvester 199's national animal is the sandworm, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Spice Harvester 199 is ranked 160,093^rd in the world and 395^th in Jihad Army of the Emperor for Most Primitive, scoring -59.58 on the Scary Big Number Scale.