The Congressional Republic of Oslea is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by James Duarte with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 31.824 billion Osleans 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 tiny, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Amber Crown. The average income tax rate is 4.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Oslean economy, worth a remarkable 7,799 trillion credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Retail. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 245,086 credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Repurposed warships fire swag at company promotional events, escaped birthday balloons are torpedoed out of the sky, trolls insist that strings of racial slurs mean "good morning" in obscure languages, and aggravated apostrophe abusers are admonished and assaulted. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Oslea's national animal is the Oslean Forest Cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Christianity.

Oslea is ranked 38,237^th in the world and 2^nd in Coalition of Sovereign Nations for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 5,798.43 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.