I keep envisioning Disneyworld with conspicuously-armed guards stationed all around the place, looking dead serious with their shades and curly wires coming from their ears, stood with hands clasped in front of their crotch like they do. Mickey and Donald and Goofy et al packing a piece too, just in case. Pat-downs upon entry to the Magic Kingdom.
And it all makes perfect, realistic sense too in this day and age, it's not a far-fetched image at all. It's perhaps the most succint, and telling, outsider's image of the USA that I can dream up. Fast food brand outlets everywhere, slightly-saccharine wholesome entertainment for the whole family in the sunshine, and heavy-duty firearms on hand for when one of those mass shootings breaks out every so often. Have a great day now.