The Dominion of Deathria is a huge, orderly nation, notable for its compulsory military service, restrictive gun laws, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, cynical population of 347 million Deathrians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Berndinel. The average income tax rate is 24.4%.

The strong Deathrian economy, worth 19.6 trillion Doubloons a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 56,380 Doubloons, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

Collisions between bicycles and carnival floats are on the rise, women who walk into the ladies' changing room are accused of being Peeping Toms, the weather report is the prisoners' favourite programme, and the new iVote app allows representatives to vote on legislation by launching ill-tempered birds and matching candies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Deathria's national animal is the Spinach.

Deathria is ranked 86,985^th in the world and 4^th in Cools Established Barrier for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 50.99 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.