The Croupier of The Sands Casino is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Lady Fortune with an iron fist, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, fear of technology, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 10.471 billion gamblers are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The tiny, corrupt government is primarily concerned with Industry, although Law & Order, Healthcare, and Social Policy are also considered important, while Spirituality and Defense aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of the poker table. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.0%.

The frighteningly efficient gambling economy, worth a remarkable 1,513 trillion chips a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is notable. Average income is an impressive 144,555 chips, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 509,880 per year while the poor average 29,646, a ratio of 17.2 to 1.

Gamblers with strange deformities like three eyes and tentacles have been seen prancing through the countryside where industrial waste is dumped, propaganda posters remind citizens that 'opinions are treason', the most common psychiatric diagnosis is to 'stop whining and grow up', and legislators must raise their hands if they want to speak. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. The Sands Casino's national animal is the gambler, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is getting rich quick.

The Sands Casino is ranked 275,214^th in the world and 2^nd in The Sands for Nicest Citizens, with 0.51 average smiles per day.