So, going to dinner in a big city in Michigan is kind of interesting. First, masking. No scarfs. Has to be a real mask. Then two hand sanitizing stations. Places to stop and place your feet, much like going into a prison. Then the kicker--we need your drivers license to scan for our files for contact tracing.
My friend looked at me as my back stiffened up and she indicated that her drivers license was on file from when the reservation was made. So you have to show your papers in order to eat at a restaurant in Michiganistan.
The next day I'm watching part of The Hunt for Red October. And they are talking about how papers aren't needed to go from state to state in the US.
Considering what's going on and what happened, I the utter irony was not lost on me.
As a side note, it wasn't like that in the more rural areas. Masks were a lot fewer, Trump signs were still in abundance, and people looked a lot happier.