The Confederacy of Elwher is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Fah Lo Suee with a fair hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, ubiquitous missile silos, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 31.307 billion Elwherites 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 tiny, corrupt, liberal, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tanelorn. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Elwherian economy, worth an astonishing 21,054 trillion Gold Dragons 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, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is a breathtaking 672,529 Gold Dragons, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,996,697 per year while the poor average 177,705, a ratio of 11.2 to 1.

Brave curators do battle with disorganised government libraries, former slave owners are now enslaved to basic human rights laws, police officers have been re-kitted with designer uniforms and gold-plated handcuffs, and employers are gradually adapting to the alien premise of paying wages to their workers. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Elwher's national animal is the Phoorn dragon, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is None.

Elwher is ranked 406^th in the world and 1^st in Libertarium for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 12,757.42 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.