“Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!”: That was, for 27 years and thus two eternities by TV standards, the happily roared message on American television. It meant: Now it’s going round! Now it’s not just yelling and nagging, but scratching, spitting, and beating. The audience, mostly students, hooted the presenter’s first name, who mostly stood next to them in the aisles, with happy grins. Because he knew: Now the highlight of each episode of his talk show “Jerry Springer” followed. That’s what people came for – just like they used to come to the Colosseum in Rome or to jousting in the Middle Ages.
