The Military Rectory of Atavia is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its zero percent divorce rate, national health service, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 2.078 billion Atavians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 39.1%.

The strong Atavian economy, worth 121 trillion Rectorial Talers a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, Information Technology, and Book Publishing. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 58,240 Rectorial Talers, with the richest citizens earning 5.9 times as much as the poorest.

A-SPAN viewership drops as MPs act their age, the nationalised Arms Manufacturing Industry is not interested in making weapons, soiled underwear is being repurposed as (off-)white flags, and citizens are being told that the greatness of a nation's power is the measure of its surrender. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Atavia's national animal is the Rectorial Labrador, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Atavia is ranked 261,170^th in the world and 8^th in Urcean Rectories for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -4.65 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.