Yes, ‘The View’ is FINISHED— Here’s the PROOF!

It’s the end of an era—and the beginning of a media meltdown. For years, “The View” has been the daytime talk show that everyone loves to hate, the place where Whoopi Goldberg, Joy Behar, and their high-priced panel have duked it out over politics, pop culture, and whatever else could set Twitter ablaze. But as the cameras get ready to power down for what’s being called a “hiatus,” the ugly truth is impossible to ignore: this time, the break might be permanent.

You could feel the tension crackling through the studio audience when Joy Behar, never one to keep her mouth shut, blurted out that the show was about to go on hiatus. “Am I allowed to say that?” she laughed. Too late. The cat was out of the bag, and the panic behind the scenes was palpable. Suddenly, the whispers that have haunted “The View” for months—whispers of layoffs, plummeting ratings, and ballooning salaries—were no longer just tabloid gossip. They were reality.

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It’s no secret that “The View” is a money pit. Disney’s ABC has been bleeding cash to keep its biggest names happy, with Whoopi and Joy’s salaries alone enough to make any network accountant break out in hives. Add in the army of producers, writers, and backstage staff, and you’ve got a show that simply doesn’t make financial sense in 2025—especially when streaming giants like YouTube are eating everyone’s lunch. As one insider put it, “How do you justify this kind of spending when the audience is shrinking and advertisers are running for the hills?”

But it’s not just about the money. The show’s reputation has taken a nosedive, with controversy after controversy turning it into a toxic brand. Advertisers are skittish, political pressure is mounting, and even the White House couldn’t resist taking a swipe, calling Joy Behar “an irrelevant loser suffering from a severe case of Trump derangement syndrome.” That’s not exactly the kind of endorsement you want when you’re fighting for your life in the cutthroat world of daytime TV.

Behind the scenes, Disney CEO Bob Iger is under siege. The FCC is breathing down his neck, the SEC is poking around, and ABC has already had to cough up millions in fines thanks to the reckless antics of its on-air talent. There are whispers that the network’s affiliate stations are considering jumping ship, fed up with paying for programming that’s more trouble than it’s worth. And let’s not forget the recent SkyDance-Paramount merger, which has every media exec in America wondering if their job is next on the chopping block.

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Even attempts to drag “The View” into the streaming era have flopped. A weekend version of the show was quietly launched—too little, too late. The reality is harsh: in a world where anyone can go viral with a smartphone and a hot take, a lumbering, overstaffed show like “The View” just can’t keep up. The kids aren’t talking about it, advertisers aren’t buying, and the ratings bump from last year wasn’t enough to stop the bleeding.

And then there’s the talent. While Whoopi tries to play it cool, the rest of the panel seems determined to double down on the very kind of political drama that’s driven viewers away. Bob Iger reportedly begged them to lighten up, maybe do a little more lifestyle, a little less shouting. No dice. The show’s DNA is controversy, and they’re not about to change now—not even to save their jobs.

So here we are, watching the slow-motion car crash that is “The View.” The writing is on the wall, and everyone from industry insiders to the White House press office knows it. The show isn’t just on hiatus. It’s finished. Done. Kaput. The era of “The View” is over, and all that’s left is the finger-pointing and the scramble for what comes next. In the ruthless world of television, there are no second acts for shows that can’t keep up—and this time, not even Whoopi can talk her way out of it.