The United States of Printer415 is a colossal, cultured nation, remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 5.518 billion Printer415ians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 68.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer415ian economy, worth 897 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 162,653 cards, with the richest citizens earning 7.8 times as much as the poorest.

Companies have begun running campaigns to stop people from remembering their brand name, Leader's reputation is hard as nails, airplanes have giant grilles on their noses to knock drones out of their path, and former strategic allies are threatening annihilation to Printer415 for reneging on weapons supply contracts. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer415's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Printer415 is ranked 95,844^th in the world and 1,593^rd in Two for Largest Populations, with 5.52 billion capita.