The Republic of Boltor is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Bolty with a fair hand, and notable for its unlimited-speed roads, daily referendums, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 38.852 billion Boltorians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The minute, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of South Park. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Boltorian economy, worth a remarkable 9,804 trillion Tacoes a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 252,349 Tacoes, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,437,658 per year while the poor average 21,522, a ratio of 66.8 to 1.

A policy of plausible deniability helps protect the government from athletic doping scandals, the entire country is an urban wasteland as the well-to-do commute from space (Boltor has found 5 easter eggs), it is common to see Maxémon Trainer listed on Boltorian resumés, and the nation's peacekeeping efforts usually comes with a healthy dose of pillaging. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Boltor's national animal is the Dragon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Boltor is ranked 330,908^th in the world and 426^th in 10000 Islands for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring -42.78 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.