The Megalopolis Corporatocracy of Matofali is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by President Jacob Sweetwater with an iron fist, and notable for its infamous sell-swords, enslaved workforce, and disturbing lack of elderly people. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 9.569 billion Matofalians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tar Rock Arcology 01. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Matofalian economy, worth a remarkable 4,299 trillion Mato Points a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 449,312 Mato Points, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,205,328 per year while the poor average 4,082, a ratio of 1,030 to 1.

Wait staff claim to like it when odorous customers flirt with them, reports of arson have doubled since the introduction of a privatised fire protection service, vegetables are crisper thanks to CRISPR, and the barter economy has taken over as the Mato Point has become worthless. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Matofali's national animal is the Rope Hawk, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Corporatism.

Matofali is ranked 30^th in the world and 1^st in The North Pacific for Most Armed, with 102.39 Weapons Per Person.