God as they like it

I never realized so many TV shows have sprung from popular culture:

Joan of Arcadia,

Ghost Whisperer,

Three
Wishes,

Touched by an Angel,

Highway to Heaven,

FX's Rescue Me,

The Book of Daniel.

My freshman dorm included one of those stock college characters: a red-headed girl with a shaky grip on identity—one month she's a Wiccan, the next she's recovering some repressed memory, then she's back to singing in the church choir. Watching television on a Friday night feels a lot like that lately—lots of diffuse spiritual energy going in no particular direction. In TV-land, Friday is the new Sunday, the night for seekers to try out the latest celluloid church.