The Militant Cyberocracy of Technolopolis is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by The Hivemind with an iron fist, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 9.951 billion Technolopolites are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Defense, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Registeria. The average income tax rate is 78.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Technolopolisian economy, worth 608 trillion currencies 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, highly specialized black market in Book Publishing and Information Technology. 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 61,178 currencies, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The deceased are buried mostly to hide them from state-sanctioned corpse-collectors, workers' complaints never reach central planning, requests to "pass the salt" are supported by tank divisions, and hiding wrinkles with make-up is illegal. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Technolopolis's national animal is the animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Technolopolis is ranked 23,904^th in the world and 9^th in Empires Forever United for Most Authoritarian, with 2,783.25 milliStalins.