The Corporatocracy of Anemone Reef is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Mister CEO with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, smutty television, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 13.54 billion Reefians 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 government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Defense, with Industry also on the agenda, while Environment and Welfare receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Port City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Anemone Reefian economy, worth a remarkable 8,120 trillion Sovereign Credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Gambling, and Information Technology. Average income is a breathtaking 599,721 Sovereign Credits, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,668,826 per year while the poor average 83,874, a ratio of 31.8 to 1.

Purported secret military bases are dismissed by Mister CEO to be highly-advanced toilet factories, agricultural employees work for peanuts, teenage male videogamers often suffer repetitive strain wrist injuries, and Anemone Reefian politics is literally a blood sport. 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. Anemone Reef's national animal is the Sea Anemone, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Industrialism.

Anemone Reef is ranked 49,581^st in the world and 69^th in Capitalist Paradise for Most Politically Free, scoring 75.81 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.