Well then, in that case, I spent a bit of time trying to figure out how to classify the cartel. The problem is that they're effectively beyond classification in terms we can relate to. They're a Rogue Nation, with a population in the tens of billions, inflitration in every corner of a galactic market, we can't look at them like anything that comes close to existing on earth today. The cartel and the other pirate factions have trillions of people living in them.
What is life like for those rough and tumble souls? Its not easy, its not safe, and for a lot, its probably not long, but it is free. Freedom taken to dangerous extremes where it starts to become not free. Where slavery is commonplace, money is the primary negotiating tool, and a quiet acceptance of anyone capable of holding their own ensures that the strongest are weeded out and rise into positions of importance. Take Nikita, she started out as a street kid, and she survived. She survived for the first 14 years of her life, that alone was enough to earn respect, then she joined the cartel military, and kept surviving, and because of that, she became a more and more valued asset. I see that as probably the way it works for a lot of people. Its survive of the toughest. Its rough and tumble and somewhat corrupt, but for the people who call Curse home, its still probably better then being a heretic in the empire, or a homosexual in the state, or an outcast in the republic. Its a chance for a better life, where, as hard as it is, that one chance to succeed is better then the lack of chances in the rest of the cluster.
So what is the cartel? The cartel is a nation still bootstrapping out of its violent past. The Cartel is a government ostracized from the Galactic Community, The cartel is an idea, in a way, similar to the Gallente Federation. Its a nation of outcasts, of criminals, of unwanteds, of nobodies. Its a nation composed of the refuse of the other four, the societal rubbish tossed by the roadside. The Cartel is a realization: if you exile, and throw out, and discard enough people, they eventually start saying no. The cartel is a vision, a dream for all those people who have nothing left to live for, and for a lot of them, the Cartel is hope.
And that terrifies the rest of the cluster.