The Federation of Trimetolan is a titanic, safe nation, ruled by Kenji Tuffler with an even hand, and renowned for its soft-spoken computers, hatred of cheese, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 13.766 billion Trimites are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The enormous government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Käpp Yək. The average income tax rate is 99.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Trimese economy, worth a remarkable 2,752 trillion Brytons a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 199,967 Brytons, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A rogue brutalist can cement their town in the past, the government is proudly free of crabs, the gravy train is chugging along on a new track, and the thrash metal version of the national anthem is topping charts. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Trimetolan's national animal is the Bombay cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Trimetolan is ranked 321,562^nd in the world and 776^th in NationStates for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring zero on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.