The Desert Colony of The Tamarisk Grove Campground is a massive, genial nation, ruled by The Park Ranger with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, frequent executions, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, hard-working, cheerful population of 4.813 billion Tamarisk Grove Campgroundians 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Tamarisk Grove Campground. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 76.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Tamarisk Grove Campgroundian economy, worth 512 trillion dollars a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 106,513 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 7.6 times as much as the poorest.

An increasing percentage of the population's youth have homosexual parents, major cities shut down as their local sports team takes to the field every day, sales of trenchcoats are on the rise, and sex changes are routinely performed at The Tamarisk Grove Campground's hospitals. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Tamarisk Grove Campground's national animal is the big horn sheep, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is The Desert.

The Tamarisk Grove Campground is ranked 111,083^rd in the world and 3^rd in desert for Largest Retail Industry, scoring 1,674.32 on the Shrinkwrap Consignment Productivity Index.