The Corporate Commonwealth of Corpoterra is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Corporate Council of Corpoterra with an iron fist, and renowned for its closed borders, infamous sell-swords, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 2.676 billion Corporate Operators are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The relatively small, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Social Policy are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel. The average income tax rate is 24.0%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Dystorick economy, worth 273 trillion Lexoes a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Automobile Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an impressive 102,274 Lexoes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

The sidewalk is used as an overtaking lane by city drivers, freighter lifeboats have been replaced by state of the art marker buoys so divers can recover the cargo after they sink, a milk bath costs more than bathing in money, and millions of simultaneously backfiring toilets have flooded The Citadel with effluent. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Corpoterra's national animal is the Quint-falcon ™, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution, and its national religion is Capitalism.

Corpoterra is ranked 248,534^th in the world and 4,646^th in the South Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 45.7 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.