The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer141 is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its closed borders, museums and concert halls, and deadly medical pandemics. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.606 billion Printer141ians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 91.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer141ian economy, worth 728 trillion cards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Woodchip Exports, and Soda Sales. Average income is an impressive 129,912 cards, with the richest citizens earning 9.3 times as much as the poorest.

The government is busy chasing ghosts, frequent broken zippers have resulted in safety pins making a fashion comeback, Printer141ian companies generally just fire employees in lieu of giving them vacation, and unpackaged foodstuffs rot on store shelves. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer141's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Printer141 is ranked 126,266^th in the world and 232^nd in Two for Safest, scoring 70.14 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.