The Chief Executive of Rogamark is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by King Rogamark XXIII with an even hand, and remarkable for its parental licensing program, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 23.397 billion Rogamarkians enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Holmgard. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 66.5%.

The all-consuming Rogamarkian economy, worth a remarkable 2,083 trillion Silver Crowns a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is 89,029 Silver Crowns, with the richest citizens earning 9.5 times as much as the poorest.

Online weather reports are predicting five years of glorious sunshine for Rogamark, the nation has become a pariah for giving pirates letters of marque, small shoes often wash up on the beach, and small children are frequently chased by rehabilitated pitbulls. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate. Rogamark's national animal is the Rogamarkian Elephant, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Rogamark is ranked 275,840^th in the world and 110^th in Spiritus for Most Primitive, scoring -285.26 on the Scary Big Number Scale.