The United States of Printer362 is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, avowedly heterosexual populace, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 6.733 billion Printer362ians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 87.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer362ian economy, worth 964 trillion cards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 143,291 cards, with the richest citizens earning 5.8 times as much as the poorest.

Large areas of Printer362 are not accessible by the public, soldiers find that home gadgets and power tools are more effective as improvised weapons than the guns they've been issued, children gain their first sex education from reading the dictionary, and citizens no longer take selfies with their dead relatives at funerals. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer362's national animal is the legendary, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Printer362 is ranked 264,704^th in the world and 1,378^th in Two for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 18,627.93 Standard Monetary Units.