The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer261 is a colossal, safe nation, renowned for its closed borders, deadly medical pandemics, and parental licensing program. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 5.555 billion Printer261ians 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 Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 79.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer261ian economy, worth 756 trillion cards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Information Technology. Average income is an impressive 136,129 cards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

It's considered providence that the political lexicon contains a syrup of company slogans, stale 'yo mamma' insults have been replaced by 'your maternal DNA' insults, the government has to take out its Visa to eliminate visas, and cat memes without alt text are now illegal. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer261's national animal is the legendary, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Printer261 is ranked 12,903^rd in the world and 1,189^th in Two for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 6,455.26 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.