The Republic of Card Farmer 546 is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, ubiquitous missile silos, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 4.869 billion Card Farmer 546ians 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 relatively small, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 32.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Card Farmer 546ian economy, worth 710 trillion cards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an impressive 145,835 cards, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 640,464 per year while the poor average 20,879, a ratio of 30.7 to 1.

The average commuter spends four hours a day driving to and from work, boys who even ask about cheerleading are placed on the Sex Offenders Register, even God cannot save you in Card Farmer 546, and owning a really cute pet is grounds for immediate investigation. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Card Farmer 546's national animal is the farming, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Card Farmer 546 is ranked 235,628^th in the world and 2,406^th in Birb for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring -9.53 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.