The Corporate Consortium of Courathar is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by the Zeller-Voss Board of Directors with a fair hand, and renowned for its smutty television, keen interest in outer space, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 12.671 billion Couratharians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Solus. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Couratharian economy, worth a remarkable 5,243 trillion bytes a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 413,808 bytes, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,335,232 per year while the poor average 96,990, a ratio of 13.8 to 1.

A cat may look at a king and a dude can look at an ass, fiscal policy hawks decry the sizable "panem et circenses" fund added to the public budget, The Zeller-Voss Board of Directors can often be found attempting to coax random citizens' cats down from trees, and large areas of Courathar are not accessible by the public. 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. Courathar's national animal is the sheep, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Mercerism.

Courathar is ranked 1,108^th in the world and 7^th in Capitalist Paradise for Highest Average Incomes, with 413,808.83 Standard Monetary Units.