Greg Gutfeld & Bill Maher DESTROY ‘The View’ Hosts LIVE ON AIR

In an unprecedented collision of wit, sarcasm, and raw truth bombs, two unlikely media mavericks—Greg Gutfeld and Bill Maher—joined forces and ripped through the high-and-mighty façade of ABC’s The View like a wrecking ball through a house of glass.

What unfolded wasn’t just a roast—it was a cultural execution.

A rare, live-on-air, bipartisan exorcism of everything intellectually bankrupt about daytime television’s most self-righteous echo chamber.

Let’s not pretend The View has ever been a beacon of thoughtful discourse.

It’s a cackling carousel of manufactured outrage, where reality checks go to die and common sense is greeted with side-eyes and moral indignation.

For years, it’s been a place where nuance is a dirty word, facts are flexible, and dissent is treated like treason.

But when Greg and Bill entered the arena, they didn’t just question the narrative—they detonated it.

Sunny Hostin’s Meltdown: The Catalyst

The chaos began, fittingly, with Sunny Hostin—a woman who increasingly seems to derive her hot takes from Buzzfeed headlines and husbandly scripts.

Gutfeld mercilessly exposed the hollowness of her rhetoric, highlighting how she injected race into a perfectly universal scenario—spouses influencing each other’s political opinions.

A tale as old as marriage itself, yet Sunny spun it into a racialized tale of oppression, as if white women are out here enslaving political discourse one brunch at a time.

But here’s the kicker: Gutfeld pointed out that Sunny couldn’t even say her husband told her what to say on-air, because doing so would force her to admit he was complicit in “racist patriarchy.”

The result? A spiraling, incoherent narrative of self-victimization that collapsed under its own ideological weight.

Gutfeld Unleashed: No One Was Safe

Then came the barrage.

Gutfeld didn’t hold back.

He called out The View‘s fake feminism, performative outrage, and bottomless pit of double standards.

Joy Behar, the panel’s honorary historian of revisionist memory, caught strays for rating herself a “10” while dishing out s*xist scale judgments.

“That’s rich,” quipped Gutfeld, “coming from a 1.5.”

It wasn’t just the panelists’ hypocrisy that got obliterated—it was the very format of the show itself.

Gutfeld likened it to a group project where no one did the reading but everyone insisted they were right.

“Watching The View,” he joked, “is like being trapped in a Twitter thread with espresso shots.”

And let’s be honest: he’s not wrong.

In his world, the real host of The View isn’t Joy or Whoopi—it’s the poor teleprompter operator praying for a commercial break before someone says something that will require another forced apology and a week-long PR tour.

Maher Enters the Ring: The Unexpected Ally

And just when you thought the roast couldn’t get hotter, Bill Maher showed up with his trademark disdain for political performance art.

Maher, the liberal who terrifies liberals, lobbed truth grenades that exploded the show’s illusion of progressive intellectualism.

“How can you call yourselves progressives,” he asked, “when nothing has progressed on your show in twenty years?”

His critique? The View treats dissent like disease.

If you don’t toe the line, you’re labeled problematic.

Disagree slightly? Boom—you’re a misogynist.

Make a joke? You’re a bigot.

Raise a concern? Congratulations, you’re now “unenlightened.

” Maher called it what it is: a diagnosis show, not a discussion.

A place where free speech goes to be euthanized in the name of social justice cosplay.

And when Sunny Hostin tried to challenge Maher on his use of the word “woke,” it was a cringe-fest of the highest order.

“I thought you were brilliant,” she said, stunned that someone smart might still think for themselves.

Maher swatted her argument away like a mosquito at a barbecue: “That’s why Trump might win again—because people are sick of your moral superiority.”

The View’s Real Problem? It’s Afraid of Reality

If The View had any integrity left, it would welcome these critiques as opportunities for self-reflection.

But let’s be honest—intellectual honesty has never been on the menu.

What Gutfeld and Maher exposed is a fundamental truth: the show doesn’t want debate.

It wants affirmation.

It wants to trap dissenters in a corner and either break them or brand them as monsters.

It wants an audience that claps on cue, not one that thinks critically.

Gutfeld branded the show a therapy session for overpaid ideologues.

Maher framed it as a sanctimonious cathedral where disagreement is heresy.

Together, they shredded the illusion of inclusivity and exposed the culture of curated outrage that fuels its every segment.

This Wasn’t a Roast—It Was a Reckoning

What made this takedown so devastating wasn’t just the comedy—it was the truth buried in every punchline.

Gutfeld and Maher, two men who rarely agree on politics, found common ground in their disdain for the fake intellectualism and emotional manipulation that The View has turned into a business model.

This wasn’t a skirmish.

It was an ideological airstrike.

And the fallout? It should send chills down the spines of every producer at ABC.

Because if even Bill Maher—a man practically canonized by the left—thinks The View is a clown show, maybe it’s time to stop laughing and start listening.

Or better yet, change the channel.