The Suvmian Puppet of Conalor is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Edvvard Mann with an iron fist, and renowned for its strictly enforced bedtime, suspicion of poets, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 23.174 billion Conolorians are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The relatively small, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Amsterdam. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 18.3%.

The all-consuming Conalorian economy, worth a remarkable 3,027 trillion Euros a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Gambling. Black market activity is notable. Average income is an impressive 130,663 Euros, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 497,612 per year while the poor average 23,763, a ratio of 20.9 to 1.

Traffic tickets are punishable by 9000 push-ups, economists confusingly list "fusarium rot and leaf blight" as major risk factors for monetary deflation, chocolate in Conalor has its flavour enhanced by the salty tears of enslaved factory workers, and only the wealthy vote. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force. Conalor's national animal is the Bear, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Confuscianism.

Conalor is ranked 264,968^th in the world and 51^st in The Ascendancy Federation for Highest Food Quality, scoring 7.02 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.