“SELLING OUT TO TRUMP?!” Bill Maher’s Cozy Dinner With The Don Sparks OUTRAGE — Tyrus UNLOADS With Brutal Truth

In an act that can only be described as either bold bridge-building or pitiful bootlicking, HBO’s perennial provocateur Bill Maher sat down for a cozy dinner with none other than Donald J. Trump.

Yes, you read that right.

The same Bill Maher who has spent the last seven years torching the former president with insults sharper than a chef’s knife, is now praising Trump for being—wait for it—“self-aware. ”

What followed wasn’t just media whiplash, it was a cultural earthquake.

And no one felt it harder than FOX News’ Tyrus, who didn’t mince words when calling out Maher’s baffling about-face: “COWARD. ”

Maher’s dinner-table diplomacy sent shockwaves across both sides of the political spectrum.

In a recent monologue, Maher recounted his meeting with Trump as “surprisingly pleasant,” even going so far as to say, “Everything I have ever not liked about him was absent on this night.”

Really, Bill? Did Trump slip Xanax into your Cabernet?

This wasn’t just a dinner.

It was a red-carpet rollout for reputation rehab—an attempt at pseudo-centrist fence-sitting in the hope of clawing relevance in a divided America.

And Maher played his part with award-worthy conviction.

Let’s be clear: Trump hasn’t changed.

This is the same man who called Maher a “low-rated sleazebag,” a “dummy,” “stone cold crazy,” and a “sick puppy” on record.

Maher, to his bizarre credit, even printed out a list of 16 Trump insults to show off like a weird badge of honor during his segment.

But instead of standing his ground, he practically swooned over the former president like a high schooler at prom.

If there’s one thing Tyrus isn’t buying, it’s this clumsy performance of political transcendence.

Appearing on Gutfeld!, Tyrus didn’t waste time slamming Maher’s sudden enlightenment.

“You can’t take years of venom, sarcasm, and smug condescension, then hit the brakes, flip the script, and play footsie with Trump over crème brûlée,” he scoffed.

“That’s not bravery.

That’s opportunism.”

And he’s right.

This isn’t Maher suddenly discovering the virtue of civil discourse.

This is Maher reading the tea leaves—and realizing that the only people watching Real Time are either too bored to change the channel or too nostalgic to cancel HBO.

With ratings stagnating and comedians like Greg Gutfeld eating his lunch, Maher is grasping for cultural relevancy, and he thinks Trump might just be the lifeline.

But America isn’t stupid.

The left sees him as a sellout.

The right sees him as a poser.

And those in the middle? They see him as something worse—confused.

What Maher forgets is that proximity to power is not the same as principle.

You don’t get to dine with the man you spent a decade demonizing and expect applause.

This isn’t Lincoln and Douglass.

It’s not even Letterman and Leno.

It’s an aging political pundit starved for attention, trying to find common ground with a media juggernaut he once called a “wannabe dictator.”

Cue the media firestorm.

Josh Rogin of The Washington Post delivered a scathing rebuke, accusing Maher of falling into the “proximity-as-principle” trap.

Rogin didn’t stop there.

He confronted Maher head-on during a live segment, claiming that the dinner was nothing more than a PR stunt—one Maher willingly participated in.

“How is this any different from any other celebrity trying to rehabilitate their image by ‘humanizing’ the villain of the hour?” Rogin asked.

And the truth is—it isn’t.

If anything, it’s worse.

Because Maher once had the courage to challenge both political tribes.

Now, he’s just another performer in the Beltway circus, desperately trying to be the “reasonable liberal” who plays nice with the MAGA crowd.

Spoiler alert: it doesn’t work.

Trump didn’t change.

He didn’t apologize.

He didn’t retract the slurs, insults, or misinformation.

He didn’t show remorse.

What he did do was flash that infamous smile, charm the crowd, and pull another critic into the gravitational pull of Trumpism.

Maher fell for it—and hard.

And perhaps the most telling part of this entire episode? Maher wasn’t even surprised.

He called Trump “gracious,” “measured,” and “curious”—like a politician trying on a new campaign style, not a man who has spent most of his political career flaming opponents like it’s a WWE promo.

Even worse, Maher smugly asked his audience, “What is the alternative? Not talking?”

Well, here’s an alternative: if you’re going to talk, don’t pretend it didn’t happen.

Don’t soft-pedal the man’s history of lies, corruption, and demagoguery because he happened to pass the salt with a smile.

As Tyrus noted with a mix of disbelief and fury, “If Maher wants to play statesman, fine.

But don’t expect us to forget that just last year he was accusing Trump of being a threat to democracy.

Now he’s gushing about how easy it was to talk to him over dinner? Give me a break.”

What this all boils down to is simple: Maher traded credibility for clout.

And Tyrus, echoing what many Americans feel, isn’t here for it.

“Let’s call it what it is,” he said.

“You’re either standing up or sucking up.

Maher made his choice.”

And the fallout is just beginning.

In today’s media landscape, where every handshake becomes a headline and every dinner becomes a declaration, Bill Maher’s tryst with Trump isn’t a masterclass in dialogue—it’s a masterstroke in desperation.

The HBO host may have thought he was bridging divides, but instead, he bulldozed what little trust his audience still had.

So here we are: another pundit exposed, another political performance unmasked.

Maher may call it “courage.”

Tyrus calls it “cowardice.”

And America is watching.