The Armed Republic of CR47 is a colossal, cultured nation, remarkable for its zero percent divorce rate, parental licensing program, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 7.031 billion CR47ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 86.3%.

The frighteningly efficient CR47ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,281 trillion cards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Information Technology, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 182,212 cards, with the richest citizens earning 6.4 times as much as the poorest.

Bilingual CR47ians are viewed with suspicion, reams of paperwork signed in triplicate have taken the magic out of magic, cyclists spend more time unlocking their bicycles than they do cycling, and organ donation rates are among the lowest in the region. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. CR47's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

CR47 is ranked 56,370^th in the world and 575^th in Two for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring 4,503.42 on the Hickory Productivity Index.