The Armed Republic of CR52 is a colossal, cultured nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, free-roaming dinosaurs, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.718 billion CR52ians 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 medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 68.7%.

The frighteningly efficient CR52ian economy, worth 771 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 134,876 cards, with the richest citizens earning 7.7 times as much as the poorest.

Sheep-like political loyalists repeat the mantra "one wheel bad, three wheels good", supermarket milk is a shear-thickening fluid that can stop small-caliber bullets, the nation's hospitals are criticized for caring more about profits than patients, and the nation's new Mylab space station is notorious for being the loneliest place above the planet. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. CR52's national animal is the legendary, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

CR52 is ranked 67,288^th in the world and 1,228^th in Two for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 3,177.27 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.