The Epic Card of DiRito-Opolis is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Food and Beverage Director with an even hand, and remarkable for its triple-decker prams, vat-grown people, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 20.075 billion gamblers have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and look forward to their next free and open election, to be held on an as-yet unannounced date.

The minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Industry, although Education, Healthcare, and Law & Order are also considered important, while Welfare and Social Policy aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The DiRito Racetrack. The average income tax rate is 1.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient gambling economy, worth a remarkable 4,594 trillion Casino Chips a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 228,872 Casino Chips, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Prisons in DiRito-Opolis are the summer homes of murderers, books are so highly regarded in DiRito-Opolis that libraries are often revered as holy shrines, skiers are iced, and most households' childcare costs are higher than their mortgage payments. Crime is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. DiRito-Opolis's national animal is the Horse in the 8th race, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is 25 Leg Parlay.

DiRito-Opolis is ranked 8,119^th in the world and 5^th in Ridgefield for Highest Average Incomes, with 228,872.45 Standard Monetary Units.