The United Queendom of Stonecroft is a mammoth, genial nation, notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, avant-garde cinema, and national health service. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful population of 8.502 billion Stonecroftans are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Westfields. The average income tax rate is 88.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Stonecroftish economy, worth a remarkable 1,311 trillion stones a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 154,221 stones, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Schoolchildren have more trading cards than flash cards in their backpacks, Stonecroftish husbands are dead good at fathering kids, welfare funding has recently gone through the roof, and people seem disproportionately distraught when told a museum has a phones-off policy. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Stonecroft's national animal is the fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Stonecroft is ranked 107,689^th in the world and 3^rd in Friends of Dexter for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 1,793.67 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.