The Desert Colony of The Tamarisk Grove Campground is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The Park Ranger with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, rampant corporate plagiarism, and keen interest in outer space. The compassionate, cheerful population of 10.048 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 Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Tamarisk Grove Campground. The average income tax rate is 86.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Tamarisk Grove Campgroundian economy, worth a remarkable 1,423 trillion dollars a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Retail. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 141,664 dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

Space shuttles regularly launch rubbish into space, a ban on robots in disguise has transformed the entertainment industry, people reciting Shakespeare have become a common sight, and libraries are now installed with jacuzzis and mini-bars. 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 184,995^th in the world and 5^th in desert for Safest, scoring 54.04 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.