The Empire of Ateala is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Titus Carlisle with an iron fist, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, pith helmet sales, and otherworldly petting zoo. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 17.434 billion Atealans are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The relatively small, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Diza. The average income tax rate is 52.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Atealan economy, worth a remarkable 3,865 trillion Soliduses a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 221,734 Soliduses, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Nobody ever questions the unquestioned rule that questions must always be asked, an IT mega-corporation has a patent pending on the rectangle, the running costs of homeless shelters are so high that it would be cheaper to buy houses for the homeless, and code enforcement officers circle wealthy Atealans like vultures. Crime is totally unknown. Ateala's national animal is the Fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Ateala is ranked 7,862^nd in the world and 357^th in The North Pacific for Lowest Crime Rates, with 106.1 law-abiding acts per hour.