The Condemnable Corsairs of Ever-Wandering Souls is a gargantuan, safe nation, remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, public floggings, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 27.589 billion Survivors are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sanctuary. The average income tax rate is 85.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient a Survivor economy, worth a remarkable 3,502 trillion Tales a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 126,952 Tales, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

Recognizing the a Survivor flag qualifies you for citizenship, priests are being drafted by the church load, citizens have reported seeing strange rays of light emanating from the moon, and lip-readers are often left perplexed by political rallies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ever-Wandering Souls's national animal is the Mongrel, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Ever-Wandering Souls is ranked 10,175^th in the world and 9^th in The Black Hawks for Fattest Citizens, with 17.66 Obesity Rate.