The Corporate Republic of Wealthatonia is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Head CEO M'elon Aroma with a fair hand, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, ritual sacrifices, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 6.97 billion Wealthatonians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Industry, with Education and Administration also on the agenda, while Welfare and Spirituality receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Wealth City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Wealthatonian economy, worth a remarkable 2,080 trillion Store Credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 298,437 Store Credits, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,763,196 per year while the poor average 3,095, a ratio of 892 to 1.

Industry tycoons rarely hide their misdeeds due to the government's habit of bailing them out, terrorist videos start by thanking their sponsors, inter-species marriages are ignored by the government, and people with political aspirations study how to make balloon animals. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Wealthatonia's national animal is the Leprechaun, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Wealthatonia is ranked 71,560^th in the world and 117^th in Capitalist Paradise for Most Politically Free, scoring 71.43 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.