Kids, I’m trying to get fired up over Oprah’s pending announcement today that she is sticking a fork in The Oprah Winfrey Show after 25 years, but frankly, I just can’t.

I don’t care.

Which is not to say that this is not a big announcement in the worlds of daytime talk, syndication, and the ongoing network vs. cable battle. Because it is.

It’s just that I’m over Oprah.

I quit the Queen of Daytime a couple of years ago, after being a card-carrying resident of Oprah Nation for two decades. It just got to be too much about ... Oprah.

She’d do these interviews with celebrities and she’d make it about her. She’d do interviews with regular people and she’d be all preachy. She lost weight. She gained weight. She saved the world, or at least a piece of New Orleans. She got Barack Obama elected. Or did she? It just got boring.

So Oprah is expected to announce on her show this afternoon that she will shut it down next September, which is the 25th anniversary of what started as a little old Chicago talkie. Now it’s a conglomerate, with the show and the magazine and the satellite radio and the Gayle King and the Nate Berkus and the Dr. Oz and the Lisa Ling and the blah, blah.

The "rumor" is that she will launch a talk show on her upcoming new cable channel, The Oprah Winfrey Network, which will launch next year (it will replace Discovery Health, which makes me sad, because I love those giant tumor shows).

Oprah’s ratings are down about 7 percent, but she’s still a giant, "airing in 145 countries worldwide and watched by an estimated 42 million viewers a week in the U.S. alone" (AP). So her leaving network TV will definitely hurt, most specifically the local news channels that come on at 5, right after Oprah airs.

So there you have it. If Oprah falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound? To me, no. How about to you?