The District of Danault is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Liard with a fair hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete lack of prisons, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 26.81 billion Danaultians 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, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of District City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.9%.

The thriving Danaultian economy, worth a remarkable 1,412 trillion districtas a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Furniture Restoration, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 52,685 districtas, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 358,198 per year while the poor average 2,830, a ratio of 126 to 1.

Citizens are bombarded with advertising from their compulsory minature radios, the military frequently holds bake sales to raise funds, Danault has designated District City as its capital city, and Liard has just been declared ruler of Danault in an international press conference. Crime is a serious problem, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Danault's national animal is the trout, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Danault is ranked 119,283^rd in the world and 2^nd in Rabat for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 77.46 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.