The Megalopolis Corporatocracy of Matofali is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by President Jacob Sweetwater with an iron fist, and notable for its infamous sell-swords, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.601 billion Matofalians 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 minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tar Rock Arcology 01. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Matofalian economy, worth a remarkable 3,401 trillion Mato Points a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 447,538 Mato Points, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,188,094 per year while the poor average 4,074, a ratio of 1,028 to 1.

Major boxing matches are held in government buildings, immigrants are told to pull themselves up by their worn-out budget bootstraps, personal injury lawyers are demanding compensation from the government after recent reductions in manufacturer liability, and everybody's got wood thanks to President Jacob Sweetwater. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Matofali's national animal is the Rope Hawk, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Corporatism.

Matofali is ranked 205,117^th in the world and 9,602^nd in The North Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 39.53 on the Human Development Index.