The Crashed Spaceship of Salaxians is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Svlad Cjelli with an even hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, deadly medical pandemics, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 24.093 billion Salaxians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rime. The average income tax rate is 44.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Salaxalansian economy, worth a remarkable 5,378 trillion Dirks 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, broadly diversified black market in Retail, Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. 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 an amazing 223,242 Dirks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Lovesick people are told 'it's not them, it's you', meat-eating is frowned upon, teenagers stay out into the wee hours of the morning "stargazing", and you don't need a smoking gun to arrest someone for promoting guns. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Salaxians's national animal is the Electric Monk, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Chronology.

Salaxians is ranked 36,189^th in the world and 47^th in Spiritus for Safest, scoring 106.94 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.