The Colossal United States of Bertavia is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its smutty television, enslaved workforce, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 25.003 billion Bertavians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The tiny, corrupt, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Bertavian economy, worth a remarkable 6,638 trillion Bertavian Dollars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 265,522 Bertavian Dollars, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,457,029 per year while the poor average 2,772, a ratio of 886 to 1.

Pet owners want to know why their animals keep smiling at them, an increasing number of citizens believe the world is flat, foreign governments are looking into weaponizing the infamous Bertavian bee, and creating dance remixes is the newest form of conspicuous consumption. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Bertavia's national animal is the Bat, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Bertavia is ranked 11,496^th in the world and 21^st in Anteria for Safest, scoring 119.53 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.