This clip is mystifying to me. I stopped believing in God at about the same age that I stopped believing in Santa Claus, but I've read a little bit of theology and this idea of God as some kind of anthropomorphic creature that you can hold a conversation with, during which he'll give you a personal get-out-of-hell-free card when you repeatedly engage in sinful behaviour seems really fucking peculiar.
That said, it does seem typically American, with weird seventies new age overtones. In fact, the whole of Nick's Locals seem to have similar belief systems. How can all these wine mom's be Mormons who get drunk and get their kit off at every available opportunity?
And how can Nick complain about evangelical grifters when he makes his living doing exactly the same thing? The lonely and the desperate watch his streams from their computer, hoping for a crumb of recognition, a morsel of a kind word -- and in return they send him free money that he can use to buy drugs, fast cars, trips to degenerate swinger resorts and happy endings at the big city massage parlour. I don't begrudge Nick his tendency to milk these people -- a fool and his money are soon parted, and if they weren't donating to Nick, they'd be donating to some other loser. But it's peculiar that he'd be so butthurt about Christian Evangelicals who do exactly what he does, albeit much more effectively and on a much larger scale.
Is he just whining because he's jealous of their grift?