The Federation of Diatar Isles is a massive, orderly nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, free-roaming dinosaurs, and lack of airports. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 1.428 billion Diatarians 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 enormous, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Administration, Education, and Public Transport also on the agenda, while International Aid receives no funds. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 56.9%.

The strong Diatar Islesian economy, worth 78.7 trillion Tar Trinkets a year, is highly specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 55,135 Tar Trinkets, with the richest citizens earning 7.2 times as much as the poorest.

Diabetics find the contents of their medications hard to stomach, angst-filled teenagers are rushing off to buy government bonds for some odd reason, all streets are privately owned toll roads, and future forecasters fearfully discuss grey goo and human obsolescence. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Diatar Isles's national animal is the Lickyourday Clowndog, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Diatar Isles is ranked 17,535^th in the world and 940^th in Lazarus for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 107.61 on the Bus Surprisal Index.