The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer1 is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, prohibition of alcohol, and zero percent divorce rate. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.651 billion Printer1ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 89.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Printer1ian economy, worth 815 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Retail. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 144,328 cards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

The inside lane of every highway is for parked vehicles only, everyone suspects that everyone else is a terrorist, military spending recently hit a new high, and the government has pledged that not one drop of its citizens' blood will be spilt. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer1's national animal is the legendary, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Printer1 is ranked 21,708^th in the world and 165^th in Two for Most Patriotic, with 45.49 flags saluted per person per day.