The Confederated Districts of Treir is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Crumb with a fair hand, and notable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, irreverence towards religion, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 20.099 billion Treites live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Syvani. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Treian economy, worth a remarkable 7,969 trillion Lumyns a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 396,530 Lumyns, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,177,988 per year while the poor average 36,693, a ratio of 59.4 to 1.

You have to be a billionaire to qualify for welfare, the nation's weary schoolchildren excel at sport but must count scores on their fingers, the new one Lumyn coin also makes a handy throwing-star, and the nation's only university is the School of Hard Knocks. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, probably because of the absence of a police force. Treir's national animal is the Red Panda, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Treir is ranked 332,016^th in the world and 264^th in Squeaky Squeakers for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 7.56 on the Kitten Softness Rating.