The Empire of Gothletria is a very large, genial nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical population of 410 million Gothletrians 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 large, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Welfare, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 43.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Gothletrian economy, worth 15.1 trillion imperial-backed lotuses a year, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Cheese Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 36,863 imperial-backed lotuses, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The needs of the living outweigh the needs of the dead, all government facilities are built in the subterranean citadel of Gothletria City, Gothletrian politicians are often described as having more style than substance, and politicians bribe ten-year-old geniuses to sit their aptitude tests. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Gothletria's national animal is the eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Gothletria is ranked 246,577^th in the world and 12,960^th in Lazarus for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 28.37 on the Bus Surprisal Index.