The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer35 is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its closed borders, deadly medical pandemics, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 5.463 billion Printer35ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 78.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer35ian economy, worth 815 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Automobile Manufacturing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 149,348 cards, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 500,405 per year while the poor average 33,106, a ratio of 15.1 to 1.

Things are looking up for sentient toilet bowls, companies balk at paying their workers, Printer35 City Preparatory School for the Exceedingly Wealthy's basketball team is having a few off-years, and all tariffs have been abolished. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer35's national animal is the legendary, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Printer35 is ranked 15,741^st in the world and 802^nd in Two for Lowest Crime Rates, with 93.47 law-abiding acts per hour.