The District of Covadango is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by privy council chairman with an even hand, and remarkable for its irreverence towards religion and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, democratic population of 40.632 billion Covadangoans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The minute government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of District City. The average income tax rate is 7.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Covadangoan economy, worth a remarkable 1,830 trillion Juno aurums a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 45,057 Juno aurums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

The government's official stance on religion is that it is so very silly, the Covadango Automotive Racing Series draws millions of spectators annually while those near the tracks complain about the noise, corporations claim the third ounce of any metal traded in a wicker-cone on the Sunday of a full moon as a charitable expense, and roads are often attended by round-the-clock construction crews. Crime is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force. Covadango's national animal is the quick pink fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Covadango is ranked 123,539^th in the world and 1^st in Mauritius for Most Cultured, scoring 64 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.