The Dimly Lit Dreams of Strawberry Moon is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Dracula with an iron fist, and renowned for its lack of airports, frequent executions, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 2.426 billion Strawberry Moonians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Strawberry Moonian economy, worth 497 trillion gold bars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 204,901 gold bars, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,883,578 per year while the poor average 2,302, a ratio of 818 to 1.

The police are destroying all photographic evidence of their own existence, the alarmingly racist TV show 'Bigtopians Say the Darndest Things' is a hit, discarded pennies litter the streets, and takeaway food bought on the weekend now comes with fifty percent more sweat and tears. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Strawberry Moon's national animal is the bat, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Strawberry Moon is ranked 17,618^th in the world and 42^nd in Horizon for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 5,266.41 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.