The Grand Republic of Ostlantis is a mammoth, genial nation, ruled by Princeps Soleil Estiegne with an even hand, and notable for its sprawling nuclear power plants, pith helmet sales, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic population of 5.721 billion Ostlanteans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Grifentia. The average income tax rate is 73.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Ostlantic economy, worth 975 trillion Ostmarks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 170,454 Ostmarks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.0 times as much as the poorest.

The recycled air in planes is nauseating, citizens spend more time learning about obscure religions than they do working, citizens know never to accept cookies from strangers, and some achieve retirement and some have retirement thrust upon them. Crime is totally unknown. Ostlantis's national animal is the Griffon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution, and its national religion is Artorianity.

Ostlantis is ranked 10,365^th in the world and 46^th in the Plains of Perdition for Smartest Citizens, with 93.68 quips per hour.