The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer48 is a colossal, cultured nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, daily referendums, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 5.546 billion Printer48ians 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 government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 86.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer48ian economy, worth 845 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Trout Farming, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 152,496 cards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

Small children are frequently chased by rehabilitated pitbulls, an enormous health awareness programme is underway, one can walk from one side of Printer48 City to the other without setting foot on Printer48ian soil, and companies struggle to cover for the hordes of employees on parental leave. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer48's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Printer48 is ranked 110,589^th in the world and 1,667^th in Two for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 1,783.52 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.