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Trump L'Oeil

Damn, The Apprentice keeps getting better - and the slickest coverage still seems to come from Slate, altho' it doesn't quite see the charms of the programme as *I* do. In chronological order, my notes from last night, when - shock horror - K got the chop for a teensy bish like losing the spondulix.

• Trump = consummate showman; his wolfish grin of pleasure at introducing George Steinbrenner (who himself doesn't look too unhappy to be so openly lionised by those grinning babes).
  
• Trouble with a great show like this is that rather too many adverts spoil the flow - but what a perfect one from Victoria's Secret.
• The DVD will be a sell-out - must-view for all business tutorials - and the perfect partner for "The Office".
  
• That blonde bird with the beak is for the chop: really, The Donald himself can have that hatchet-chinned creature sitting in on the proceedings, but the actual applicants *have* to be lookers. What's her name? Heidi? Sweetheart - early bath for you, doll.
• The black lady's still around? Hmm - something afoot there. No doubt D has some drama planned along the line. Interesting ....
• Dilemma: the ladies have lost $185. Who's to blame? Lotsa buck passing and flashing glances. They wait outside as The D confers - quite right, he senses Kristi's talent - he wants to ditch la noire. They come back in and D grills them.
• Dude! That is why The Don is where he is and why Je ... suis ... ici. Why there is no Holmes Avenue on Clapham Common; no Hacienda Holmes on the slopes of Lantau; no Chateau Christophe overlooking rue febvotte in downtown Tours; no Dun-Greppin' on the south side of Verdigliana .... and so forth.
• Despite giving the impression he was going to keep Ms Ebony, he's booted cutie-pie K. Hard man. Is why he's burdened with all that hard cash.
  
• Speaking of beaky birds - props for the unhappy-looking Trump staffer Carolyn Kepcher who sits in on the meetings and 'advises' an inattentive Donald. I'm sure she's a sweetie but she looks sour and disapproving. Disappointed in love, I'd say, and probably none to happy to see her boss lapping up the foxy obsequy.
  
• I keep repeating ad nauseam - what a show. It has everything and wider messages than the reviewers right now perceive.