When Whoopi suggested Black Americans suffer more than women in Iran, she likely didn’t expect Fox’s sharpest comedic duo to strike back with flamethrower logic and savage clarity. But what followed wasn’t just a rebuttal — it was a televised dismantling of Hollywood hypocrisy, delivered with brutal punchlines and zero survivors.

What started as just another outrageous Whoopi Goldberg moment on The View exploded into one of the most brutal—and hilarious—takedowns in recent cable history, thanks to Fox News’ Greg Gutfeld and Tyrus. The target? A head-spinning moment where Goldberg compared the struggles of Black Americans to the conditions women face under the theocratic regime of Iran.

Yes, that Iran. The one where women are beaten for showing hair, jailed for dancing in public, and where gay people are literally thrown off rooftops.

On a sunny New York set, Goldberg leaned into her usual somber monologue mode, claiming that America is somehow no better than the Middle East’s most oppressive regime. But when she waved her finger and suggested that systemic racism in the U.S. makes it worse to be Black in America than a woman in Iran, the reaction was swift—and merciless.

Cue Gutfeld and Tyrus, who didn’t just push back—they burned the entire argument to the ground.

“Only in America,” Tyrus quipped, “can someone get paid millions of dollars to compare themselves to victims of religious tyranny while sipping coffee on a soundstage.” Gutfeld added that her logic “sounded like it was written by a raccoon trapped in a soap opera writer’s room.”

And they were just getting started.

Their takedown wasn’t just about what Whoopi said—it was about how she said it. Gutfeld mocked her familiar slow cadence, her dramatic pauses, and her patented “I’m deeply troubled” sighs. He described it as “a symphony made entirely of wind chimes—no melody, just sparkle and noise.”

Tyrus chimed in with a jab so dry it cracked the studio lights: “Whoopi’s logic is like a kiddie pool pretending to be the Pacific Ocean. All splash, no depth.”

What made the moment even more remarkable was that even Alyssa Farah Griffin, The View’s resident centrist, visibly cringed on-air. When the most moderate person on the panel starts looking for the emergency exit, you know something has gone off the rails.

But the real dagger came when Gutfeld and Tyrus pointed out the hypocrisy. “If a conservative host said anything even remotely like that,” Gutfeld noted, “they’d be canceled by lunch. But Whoopi? She’ll be back tomorrow. Same set. Same stare. Same empty monologue.”

They framed it as liberal privilege in action—where emotional delivery is mistaken for depth and bad takes get a free pass as long as they’re delivered with the right kind of outrage.

Tyrus compared Goldberg’s style to “a TED Talk written on the back of a fortune cookie,” and accused her of playing moral gymnastics—“reaching for the gold medal in compassion without landing a single move.”

It was equal parts roast and dissection. The “View,” they argued, has devolved from a political talk show into a “carnival sideshow,” where logic goes to die and buzzwords are king. “It’s not debate,” Gutfeld quipped. “It’s a group therapy session for people who think nuance is a hate crime.”

By the time they were done, they had mocked the delivery, dismantled the argument, and held up a mirror to a media class that thrives on performance, not substance. Whoopi’s bizarre Iran comparison, they said, wasn’t just tone-deaf—it was “intellectually lazy and historically blind.”

And in one of the night’s sharpest lines, Gutfeld summed it up: “Whoopi talks like she’s uncovering moral truth, but really she’s just clapping for her own echo.”

The internet agreed. Within hours, the takedown was trending, clips going viral under hashtags like #WhoopiVsReality and #GutfeldStrikesBack.

The takeaway? Whoopi may still have a chair on The View, but after this scorched-earth response, she’s going to need a whole new script. Because this time, the audience isn’t just watching—they’re laughing, fact-checking, and asking the one question no one on her stage seems willing to: “What are you even talking about?”