The Republic of Card Farmer 340 is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its enslaved workforce, pith helmet sales, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.196 billion Card Farmer 340ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 68.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Card Farmer 340ian economy, worth 738 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Book Publishing, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 102,562 cards, with the richest citizens earning 5.0 times as much as the poorest.

Stern tutting by international commentators has persuaded Card Farmer 340 to disarm, the military recognizes no difference between male and female soldiers, adults pretending to be teenage girls claim to have wholesome motives, and volunteers are signing up to take arms against an incursion of flesh-eating zombies (Card Farmer 340 has found 1 easter egg). Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Card Farmer 340's national animal is the farming, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Card Farmer 340 is ranked 253,196^th in the world and 2,156^th in Birb for Most Beautiful Environments, with 88.81 pounds of wildlife per square mile.