My conclusion: I think every chat-show should have a theologian-in-residence; someone committed to the spiritual wellbeing of the host and guests. A chat-show chaplain if you will. Or, if you’ll forgive the Partridge-esque neologism, a ‘chatlain.’
Imagine if Jerry Springer’s final thought were replaced by a biblical homily and closing prayer.
Imagine how different Robert Kilroy-Silk’s fate might have been if he’d had a pastor screening his rather peculiar racial pronouncements.
Imagine how much spicier the show would be if Jeremy Kyle’s lie-detector were replaced by an Ananias and Sapphira style approach to eliciting truthfulness.
And imagine how my book-sales would soar if they were endorsed by the panel on Loose Women.
If anyone has contacts in the world of daytime TV, I humbly submit myself for the role.