The lesson of Bedford, New Hampshire is this: If you don't like something, banish it.
Is there a book that makes you feel oogey inside -- not good oogey, but bad, weird oogey? Ban it.
Is there a country you don't like, or don't understand, where the people don't look like you and speak a weird language you don't understand? Invade it. Shock-and-awe it.
Are there people in society you don't like, people who want to marry people you don't approve of -- you know, men who wanna marry men, and women who wanna marry women? What's up with that? Ban them! Or, at least, ban what they want to do!
Don't deal with anything. Don't engage in discussion or debate. Certainly don't think.
If there's something you don't understand, chances are it's evil. Certainly not worth understanding. If God intended you to understand it, you would already.
Instead . . .
Maybe the Internet "kill switch" in American should be located in Bedford NH. Because, if the bible-sized minds of Bedford's faithful and hate-filled saw there was access to actual information on the Internet . . . well, all the information a person needs is right there in the bible.
Who to hate.
For now, I think the Internet is safe. The Bedford League of Moral Rectitude and Condemnation believe computers exist only for the government to use to keep us safe.
Safe from all the scary shit.