The Empire of Corsaria is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Empress Mataii with an iron fist, and notable for its pith helmet sales, sprawling nuclear power plants, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 30.768 billion Corsarians 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, corrupt, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Corsaria City. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Corsarian economy, worth an astonishing 12,291 trillion Cors a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly made up of the Book Publishing industry. Average income is an amazing 399,481 Cors, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Tax-payers are funding ever more extravagant movie projects, blind dates reemerge as a necessary evil in the quest for love, protesters are up in arms over new nuclear power stations, and bris parties are all the rage. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Corsaria's national animal is the Tiger, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Corsaria is ranked 100^th in the world and 1^st in Katasia for Most Devout, with 22,381.87 Prayers Per Hour.