The Republic of Concordare is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by the Consul with an even hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 33.775 billion Concordarans enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The tiny, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Capitol. The average income tax rate is 7.1%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Concordaran economy, worth an astonishing 12,844 trillion Dinars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an amazing 380,298 Dinars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The carbon footprint falls along with the human footprint during war, tourists outnumber citizens two to one, the Capitol State Museum is said to be haunted by ghastly musicians playing 'Nearer Violet to Thee', and bitter pastors forced to officiate gay marriage 'accidentally' pronounce couples "husband and abomination". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Concordare's national animal is the Falcon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Kyrism.

Concordare is ranked 4,015^th in the world and 4^th in Haiku for Largest Populations, with 33.8 billion capita.