Fox News Viewers Are Calling For Jesse Watters To Be Fired After His Latest Controversial Moment
Fox News Viewers Are Calling For Jesse Watters To Be Fired After His Latest Controversial Moment
Jesse Waters has worked with Fox News for years. However, he recently sparked debate on social media concerning comments made in light of a certain current event. Some commenters have even discussed Watters’ future on the show.
Jesse Waters Has Been Hosting His Own Primetime Series Since 2022
Watters is a political commentator and host known for his work with various Fox News shows. Early in his career, he became known for appearing on The O’Reilly Factor. This led to his own segment, “Watters’ World,” which eventually spun off into its own show.
In 2017, Watters also became known for co-hosting The Five. By 2022, he also became the host of his own New York City-based program, Jesse Watters Primetime.
During the past Tuesday episode of Primetime, Watters backed President Donald Trump’s insistence that the current Venezuela operation is dissimilar to the Iraq War. During the episode, Watters played a clip of MS Now‘s Joe Scarborough sharing a recent conversation in which Trump said the difference between Iraq and Venezuela would be that he will be “keeping the oil.”
On Morning Joe, Scarborough shared, “I asked him, I said, ‘Mr. President, when you say, quote, we’re going to run everything that obviously causes deep concerns because of the disaster in Iraq. The president’s response, ‘Joe, the difference between Iraq and this is that Bush didn’t keep the oil. We’re going to keep the oil.’”
As previously reported, Venezuelan leader Nicolás Maduro and his wife were captured by U.S. forces and are facing charges of narco-terrorism. For the time being, Trump has claimed that the United States will “run” the South American country. This, in turn, has led critics to ask if this action could start a war.
For his part, Watters has criticized claims that Trump’s declarations about Venezuela’s oil are “imperialistic.” As he argued, “Trump says, ‘take the oil,’ Democrats call that imperialistic. We call it common sense. You know, we won spoils after World War II. We told our allies, lose the colonies.”
Watters’ Comments Concerning Somewhere Up North Got A Few Responses Online
Watters continued, “We’ve neglected our own neighborhood for the last 25 years because we were stuck in the sand in Iraq and Afghanistan. And while we were there, China swooped into our backyard and turned out all of our neighbors.”
However, one comment from Watters that especially got commenters talking was a suggestion concerning the United States’ relationship with a Northern territory. At one point, he shared, “Maybe we use the oil money from Venezuela to buy Greenland,” even suggesting to “share it with the Danes.”
As noted by CNN, the idea of U.S. interest in Greenland dates back to the 19th century. The Secretary of State William H. Seward was interested in buying Greenland after the purchase of Alaska in 1867. U.S. interest in the territory has since resurfaced over the years. At one point, the U.S. was interested in making a swap with Denmark for Greenland, using territory in the Philippines.
Many viewers responded to Watters’ recent comments concerning Greenland on social media platforms, including X. Many debated the ethics, while others speculated if such an idea could even take place. Some comments included:
“This complete and utter moron. Greenland doesn’t want to be bought by the US. They don’t want to join this s*******. Ffs.”
“Maybe Fox News could use the money it saves from firing Watters and hire a journalist.”
“They seem to think Greenland is for sale and if it was the agreement in place with Denmark is the UK has the first option to buy it.”
“Greenland isn’t optional—it’s the shield over North America. Watters is right: strategic assets like Greenland’s missile-intercept position and Venezuela’s oil are non-negotiable for U.S. security.”
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JENNA BUSH HAGER JUST DROPPED A BOMBSHELL THAT LEFT SAVANNAH GUTHRIE COMPLETELY STUNNED
Jenna Bush Hager just dropped a “Truth Bomb” so massive that it left Savannah Guthrie completely SPEECHLESS. We literally don’t know how to process what she just said.
NEW YORK — Studio 1A at 30 Rockefeller Plaza fell into an agonizing, dead silence on Friday morning when co-host Jenna Bush Hager went entirely rogue during a live national broadcast, announcing her immediate departure from NBC News and accusing senior management of calculated workplace sabotage—leaving lead anchor Savannah Guthrie visibly paralyzed with shock before millions of morning viewers.
The unvetted, high-stakes revelation unfolded during the transition between the 8:30 AM news block and the upcoming flagship fourth hour, completely shattering the network’s carefully polished exterior and sending the production gallery into an emergency tailspin.
The Unscripted Interruption: A Routine Hand-Off Turns Toxic
The segment was formatted as a standard, lighthearted cross-talk bridge between the primary news desk and the upcoming lifestyle block. With the center jib camera sweeping across the curved glass anchor riser, Guthrie smiled into the lens to preview a celebrity cooking segment before tossing to Bush Hager.
Instead of reading the planned teleprompter copy, Bush Hager neatly closed her leather notebook, pushed her coffee mug aside, and looked straight down the barrel of the primary robotic camera.
Her expression was deadpan, her voice steady and chillingly calm.
"Before we talk about holiday recipes, there is something honest that needs to be said on this airwave," Bush Hager began, ignoring the frantic off-camera hand gestures from the floor manager. "Effective at the top of this hour, I am stepping down from the Today show. I have spent years enduring quiet hostility, leaking smear campaigns orchestrated from within this very studio, and executive backstabbing designed to protect the egos at this main desk. I will no longer sit here and pretend this is a family."
Savannah Guthrie Frozen in Real Time
Beside her, Savannah Guthrie’s signature anchor smile vanished instantly. The veteran broadcaster went utterly pale, her mouth slightly agape as her eyes darted from Bush Hager to the teleprompter screen, which had suddenly frozen on a blank line.
The live feed remained active for twelve excruciating seconds as Guthrie attempted to process the ambush:
The Stunned Incredulity: Guthrie instinctively reached a hand toward Bush Hager’s arm, whispering in a strained, audible pitch: "Jenna... what are you doing? We are live."
The Cold Rebuff: Bush Hager pulled her arm back, refusing eye contact with Guthrie and addressing the audience directly: "You know exactly what I'm doing, Savannah. The games are over."
The Desk Collapse: Co-host Craig Melvin sat utterly motionless, gripping his iPad with white knuckles, unable to offer a single transitional sentence as the control room audio monitors picked up the sharp sound of rapid breathing.
Chaos in Master Control and an Abrupt Blackout
Inside the fourth-floor control room, the sudden on-air mutiny sparked pure panic. Shouts from the executive producer echoed over the intercom loop:
"Cut her mic! Kill the desk feed! Go to regional sponsor slate right now!"
At 8:34 AM EST, technical operators manually pulled the master transmission fader down. The high-definition picture of Guthrie sitting paralyzed beside Bush Hager vanished from national television screens, abruptly replaced by a static blue technical slate reading "NBC News: We Will Return to Today Shortly" before rolling into an unscheduled six-minute block of local pharmacy ads and syndicated automotive commercials.
Behind the scenes, the scene turned into an administrative disaster:
The Walkout: The instant the tally lights went dark, Bush Hager unclipped her microphone, tossed it onto the glass desk, and walked off the soundstage through the private security corridors without speaking to a single producer.
Emergency Huddle: Senior NBCUniversal talent executives immediately descended from the fourth floor to Studio 1A, pulling Guthrie into a closed-door greenroom to manage the unfolding public relations catastrophe.
Scrambled Programming: When the broadcast resumed after the commercial slate, both Bush Hager and Guthrie were absent from the anchor riser. Dylan Dreyer and Sheinelle Jones were rushed to the auxiliary news desk, visibly shaken as they attempted to steer through pre-packaged travel features.
Social Media Explosion and NBC Silence
Within seconds of the satellite feed cutting to black, digital recordings captured from live morning DVRs exploded across social media. The clip racked up tens of millions of views across X, TikTok, and YouTube in under an hour, dominating trending topics nationwide under #JennaDropsBombshell, #SavannahStunned, and #TodayShowImplosion.
Viewers and media critics universally seized on Guthrie's paralyzed reaction, dissecting the split-second power struggle that laid bare long-rumored behind-the-scenes rivalries at 30 Rock.
While NBC News corporate communications has placed the studio under a strict media blackout, declining all on-the-record comment, Bush Hager’s scorched-earth exit marks one of the most explosive, unscripted betrayals in the history of morning television.
My brother banned my kids from family dinners while keeping his own invited—so I canceled the cards paying for everyone’s lifestyle, and by sunrise I had 61 missed calls.
Mom gave a thumbs-up when my brother said my children were no longer welcome at family dinners, but she stopped smiling when her credit card was declined that same night.
The first time my brother told me my children were no longer welcome at family dinner, I thought he was joking.
The second time, I realized everyone else already knew.
I stood on my parents’ front porch holding a pecan pie in one hand while my ten-year-old son, Noah, balanced a bowl of mashed potatoes against his chest.
My seven-year-old daughter, Lily, was already reaching for the doorknob.
Then Jason stepped outside and blocked it.
“Emily, we need to talk.”
Behind him, I could hear laughter.
Children’s laughter.
His children.
Twelve-year-old Chase was yelling at his younger sister, Ava, about a video game. My mother was telling them to wash their hands.
The dining room smelled like roasted chicken.
Lily smiled.
“Grandma made biscuits!”
She tried to slip around Jason.
He moved sideways.
“No.”
My daughter stopped.
Jason looked at me.
“Mom didn’t tell you?”
My stomach tightened.
“Tell me what?”
He lowered his voice.
“Sunday dinners are adults only for your kids for a while.”
Noah looked up.
“What does that mean?”
“It means,” Jason said, “you two aren’t coming in tonight.”
Lily stared at him.
“But Chase and Ava are inside.”
Jason’s expression barely changed.
“That’s different.”
There are sentences that divide your life into before and after.
That was one of them.
I looked through the front window.
Jason’s wife, Madison, was pouring herself wine.
My father was carving chicken.
My mother saw me standing outside.
For one second, guilt crossed her face.
Then she looked away.
That hurt more than Jason’s words.
I handed Noah my pie.
“Stay here with Lily.”
Then I stepped closer to my brother.
“Why?”
Jason sighed like I was exhausting him.
“Last week was the final straw.”
The “final straw” had been Noah telling Chase to stop mocking Lily because she needed extra reading help at school.
Chase had called her stupid.
Noah told him to shut up.
Jason decided Noah was “disrespectful.”
“You’re banning my children because my son defended his sister?”
“Your kids bring tension.”
“My kids?”
“Emily, don’t do this.”
I almost laughed.
“Do what?”
“Make everything about money because you’re upset.”
I froze.
I hadn’t mentioned money.
Jason apparently knew exactly where my mind might go.
For seven years, I had been helping my family.
It began when Dad had heart surgery.
Then Jason’s contracting business hit a rough patch.
Then Mom needed dental work.
Then Madison needed “temporary help” with groceries.
Temporary became permanent.
I added family members as authorized users on cards tied to an account I paid every month.
Groceries.
Gas.
Restaurant dinners.
Jason’s SUV payment.
Madison’s country club dues.
My parents’ vacations.
Chase’s baseball travel fees.
Ava’s dance lessons.
There were months I paid more for my brother’s household than I spent on my own.
Nobody talked about it anymore.
My generosity had quietly transformed into infrastructure.
Jason leaned toward me.
“You’re their mother. You can sit out a few dinners until they learn how to behave.”
Behind him, Chase appeared at the window holding a chicken drumstick.
He made eye contact with Noah.
Then he smiled.
Noah looked down.
Something inside me went very still.
“Okay,” I said.
Jason blinked.
“Okay?”
“Enjoy dinner.”
He looked almost disappointed that I wasn’t screaming.
I turned around.
“Come on, guys.”
Lily’s eyes filled with tears.
“But Grandma—”
“We’re having our own dinner.”
Noah carried the pie back toward my car.
Lily followed.
Nobody inside came out to stop us.
Not Mom.
Not Dad.
Nobody.
Jason called after me.
“Emily.”
I turned.
He stood under the porch light with his arms crossed.
“Don’t make this bigger than it is.”
I stared at him.
Then I said the one sentence he would spend the next twelve hours wishing I had never said.
“You’re right. I’ve been making this family much bigger than it is for years.”
I drove my children to a diner.
Noah ordered pancakes.
Lily got chocolate milk.
We laughed more during that meal than we had at a Sunday dinner in months.
After they fell asleep that night, I sat at my kitchen table with my laptop.
I opened the banking app.
Nine authorized cards.
Jason.
Madison.
Mom.
Dad.
Two cards attached to Jason’s business.
Three additional household cards.
I moved my parents’ medications, utilities, and health insurance to direct payments.
I wasn’t going to endanger anyone.
Then I canceled everything else.
Country club.
Restaurants.
Retail.
Travel.
Luxury subscriptions.
Jason’s business expenses.
All of it.
At 11:48 p.m., the final card turned gray.
CANCELED.
I closed my laptop.
For the first time in years, my family’s lifestyle was no longer my responsibility.
I slept beautifully.
At 6:17 the next morning, I woke to my phone vibrating itself across the nightstand.
61 missed calls.
Twenty-three texts.
Nine voicemails.
And one message from my mother that made me sit straight up in bed.
Emily, your brother is here. He found the financial documents. Please come before your father sees them.
I read it twice.
Then a new text arrived.
From Jason.
You have no idea what you just did.
He was wrong.
I knew exactly what I had done.
What I didn’t know yet was what my brother had been doing with my money
