The Omnipotent Consortium of Athani is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Sir Tony Mays with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, free-roaming dinosaurs, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 48.064 billion Athanians 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, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Thrax. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Athanian economy, worth an astonishing 11,731 trillion polar crowns a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Retail, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 244,081 polar crowns, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,128,734 per year while the poor average 31,842, a ratio of 35.4 to 1.

Sir Tony Mays spends weekends doing the laundry of foreign leaders, some people will do literally anything to be in the spotlight, terrorist videos start by thanking their sponsors, and diplomats shake hands with their right and hide a poison dagger in their left. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Athani's national animal is the two-headed chipmunk, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Athani is ranked 1,799^th in the world and 2^nd in Antarctica for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 258.04 on the Bus Surprisal Index.