The Cyan-Depleted Cartridges of Printer626 is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, parental licensing program, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.494 billion Printer626ians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 91.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Printer626ian economy, worth 651 trillion cards a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is notable. Average income is an impressive 118,551 cards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

Brancalandian Brie isn't available anywhere in Printer626, the tinfoil-hat crowd also recommend tinfoil wallets, firebombing politicians' offices has become a common way of expressing dissatisfaction, and octogenarian models insist that they've still got it. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer626's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Printer626 is ranked 274,953^rd in the world and 1,495^th in Two for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 34.88 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.