WEDNESDAY: Unrecognizable falls off the wagon!

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 2026

Behar a dog, he says: We don't watch Gutfeld! every night. Watching the show is a painful activity, but someone at one of our major news orgs—New York Times, come on down!—should be monitoring this extremely strange, prime time "cable new" program on a nightly basis.

We don't watch every night. Still, we recently said it was our impression that the program's miscreant host had abandoned one of his most common practices:

We said it seemed that he had stopped comparing the female hosts of The View to cattle, horses, elephants and pigs, but also to whales and dogs and explicitly to "livestock."

On balance, Greg Gutfeld seems to possibly be some version of incel-adjacent. Without question, his routine conduct suggests a remarkably throwback loathing of women—an attitude many others would quickly describe as misogyny.

He surrounds himself with four-member panels of ideological stooges who experts sometimes describe as "Unrecognizables." Last evening, this was the lineup:

Gutfeld!: February 3, 2026
Tyrus: former professional "wrestler"
Emily Compagno: former head cheerleader, Oakland Raiders
Greg Gutfeld: host
Joe Machi: well-intentioned comedian
Katie Miller: wife of Stephen Miller

No, we aren't making that up. The previous night, the collection may have been worse:

Gutfeld!: February 2, 2026
Tyrus: former professional "wrestler"
Emily Compagno: perpetually furious fast-talker
Greg Gutfeld: 61-year old host
Michael Malice: that's the pen name he has chosen
Dave Landau: comedian

In fairness to major Blue American orgs, it would be hard to provide a critique of what occurs on this extremely peculiar program. 

On the other hand, the program's fatuous topic selection, mixed with its D-minus level of political analysis and the fury with which its panelists express their perfectly choreographed views, makes it a fascinating sample of the moral and intellectual life which seems be animate some part of the ongoing MAGA revolt.

If we were to characterize the program's content, we'd focus on its increasingly mega-BEEPed language, mixed with its undisguised apparent misogyny. We'd also offer this note:

There are plenty of fully legitimate Red American complaints concerning the recent conduct of Blue America. For example, discussions on The View are often less than ideal—but Greg Gutfeld focuses exclusively on the claim that the show's five female co-hosts are too ugly and too fat, and that they therefore make him think of cattle and dogs.

There are plenty of fully legitimate complaints about the conduct of Blue America. Gutfeld! is marked by the expletive-laden, dimwitted way its participants pretend to explore them.

Long story short:

Last night, the program's perpetually furious, poop-obsessed host finally fell off the wagon! At 10:01, one minute in—that would be 7:01 on the coast—he offered this as the third of his short collection of opening jokes:

GUTFELD (2/3/26): Pharmaceutical companies are developing an Ozempic appetite suppression drug for dogs. 

And it's testing well! Joy Behar has completely stopped eating her own poop.

AUDIENCE: [Cheers, applause]

Yes, that's what this idiot said. Of course, as soon as he said "appetite" and "dogs," everyone knew where the corporate nut-ball was going. 

The reference to poop was an extra. On major Fox News Channel programs, everyone else is paid to pretend that this nut-ball's behavior makes sense.

The program went downhill after that. Monday's program may have been even uglier and dumber, but as of 10:01 last night, there he had gone again!

This very strange person is 61 years of age! Which is stranger:

The fact that he and his followers comport themselves this way every weekday night? Or the fact that no major news org in Blue America has ever tried to publish an accurate account of the very strange behavior offered each night on this, the third most-watched "cable news" program in our rapidly failing nation?

We suspected his owner had told him to stop. Last night, the fellow broke loose.