Apprentice Reality

So ya'll know I hate reality television, or maybe you don't know but let me tell you that I have no interest in seeing grown folks eating bugs, living in communes or swapping spouses. Unfortunately, I do occasionally view an episode or two because Sweetpotato has a fondness for a few of these inane shows, and of course, he is the only one who can operate the remote. Hence, I found myself watching The Apprentice- Martha Stewart style, and I have to say that Trump never need worry about losing contestants to her! I mean seriously, you made a salad dressing. Congratulations! You have now proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that you can run a multi-million dollar company. Right. Now, the wedding cake episode at least had carbohydrates for extra merit, but seriously these tasks are ridiculous... but not nearly as ridiculous as her sidekicks. Martha's daughter does a decent job of emulating the stoic Carolyn of the first Trump season, thought she should perhaps enquire about Carolyn's hair stylist. The old guy, however, is a joke. He makes the most insipid comments and you cannot convince me that he has any real idea of what's going on. And by the way sir, you do not look distinguished holding an unlit cigar, you look dumb. I'm sure someone told you it would be your little "trademark" and all, but in reality, you look like the 15-year-old trying to fit in by pretending to smoke a cigarette.

I do fell badly for the contestants though. I mean, you know they thought this would be just like the other version where if you win you actually get a reward. Trump's got his folks flying around Manhattan, playing rounds of golf, picking out pearl earrings and dining in fabulous restaurants. Martha's folks are spending a gray, rainy day hoisting giant sail in the murky water of the Hudson River. What kind of reward makes you perform manual labor, outside, in the cold? I'd just as soon be on the losing team, at least the boardroom is dry!

Whatever, I suppose. In the end, yet another caddy idiot will be given a figurehead position as the president of the terrycloth division or some such, they'll have their 15 seconds of fame and fade off in to oblivion, as all good reality stars should, until MTV resurrects them for some Reality Star Challenge show, where they can once again prove themselves to be an asshole. Doesn't it just make you long for the old scripted sitcom? And so I have to say...Martha Stewart's Apprentice -- you're fired.