I must admit I have never seen anything this woman has done. Generally, and it may be prejudice on my part, day time chat shows, whose target audience is the underemployed and under-educated, are not something I feel inclined to waste my time on. Nor do I anticipate that her guests, drawn from the vacuous world of TV celebrities and other transient non-entities, have much to say that I would benefit from hearing. I understand from various reliable sources that she is justly infamous, along with Gwyneth Paltry, for promoting various quackeries, pseudo-science, and general woo to her wildly whooping, inane fan base.
So I would not expect profound philosophy from her, or even basic logic, but surely even the least intelligent consumer of such dross must realise that there is something wrong with her invitation to the new Mr and Mrs Hewitt to ‘speak their truth’? As far as I know, we do not each get our own truth. The nature of truth is that it is universal. Perhaps her and her dim-witted guests feel entitled to their own ‘truth’, presumably a deluxe, designer version, which they don’t have to share with everyone else?
But what do I know? Perhaps, as F Scott Fitzgerald famously wrote about the very rich, ‘They are different from you and me.’ I do know that my truth includes H L Mencken’s dictum, ‘Nobody ever lost money by underestimating the intelligence of the American public.’