The Benevolent Dictatorship of The Dourian Embassy is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Treize Dreizehn with an iron fist, and notable for its deadly medical pandemics, parental licensing program, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 14.479 billion Dourians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The relatively small, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Industry, Education, and Law & Order also on the agenda, while Environment and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Douria. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 66.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Dourian economy, worth a remarkable 4,692 trillion dollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Soda Sales, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 324,057 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 6.8 times as much as the poorest.

Whenever pilots have to bail out the government bails out their company, blood stains the floors of the execution room and the hands of the state, the secret ingredient is love (and MSG), and the local custom of Biking With The Cars sends tourists home bemused or in body-bags. Crime is totally unknown. The Dourian Embassy's national animal is the raven, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is The Holy Thirteen.

The Dourian Embassy is ranked 259,581^st in the world and 7,090^th in Balder for Healthiest Citizens, with 0.36 bananas ingested per day.