The Democratic Party of Ekamatra is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Deacon with an iron fist, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, free-roaming dinosaurs, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 34.625 billion Ekamatrans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, moralistic, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ekamatra City. The average income tax rate is 99.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Ekamatran economy, worth a remarkable 5,239 trillion Dollars a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Tourism industry. Average income is an impressive 151,317 Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The once prosperous capital is in utter decline, consumption of cat memes has skyrocketed, the police use sound cannons and mortars to deal with loud parties, and the path to inner peace is paved with state-mandated punishment. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ekamatra's national animal is the Lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Ekamatra is ranked 237,858^th in the world and 7,652^nd in Lazarus for Rudest Citizens, with 5.32 insults per minute.