Is Baggs the Brand the new Wagner?

As I sit and write this blog post I am in mourning. I am thinking of never watching The Apprentice again. Lord Sugar's decision tonight was just ridiculous.

Liz Locke has been consistent, probably one of the strongest candidates and one of the nicest that The Apprentice has seen this year. Although she has been on the losing team for the past few weeks both her and Stella (that found themselves on the losing team) have been much more consistent than their project manager, Stuart Baggs. He calls himself Stuart Baggs 'The Brand'. On first impressions that tells you what he is like.

In past weeks he has been seen as aggressive, cocky, arrogant. You name it, Stuart has come across as it. When he won the last time he project managed, his face was punchable to say the least. It had 'smug' written all over it.

Tonight when his team lost even he thought he was going to be out. It was his last chance and he had screwed it up. However it was not Baggs that went, Locke was the candidate the Lord Suger uttered 'You're Fired' to. Much to the anger and surprise of many including her fellow candidates. This was the shock firing of the series and I think in Apprentice history. I would not be surprised if Lord Sugar loses a few followers on Twitter, Locke was one of the favourites to win.

What it does suggest is that reality TV is becoming more hypocritical each day. The Apprentice has always been one of the reality shows that has been seen as more respectable, there are no audience votes and although carefully edited, everything you see on screen is real. It is a sob-story free zone because you do not have the candidates personal lives shoved down your throat, they are business people with one aim, to be the next apprentice.

So, could Baggs win it now? I hope not. If he does I will not be watching The Apprentice next year. Baggs winning would just confirm my hunches after tonights firing that the show is becoming farcical.

I'll second that emotion.

Tonight I have been what can only be described as an emotional mess.

I came home from uni feeling positive about getting my work done and then I watched Hollyoaks. Hands down, the episode I watched tonight was the best episode of the Channel 4 soap in years. A fire ripped through Hollyoaks

village and one of the characters, Steph who was dying of terminal cancer perished in the blaze.

Perhaps the thing that made me shed a little tear was the fact that Steph chose to die. She had admitted that she was scared of dying and when she uttered the words "I'm ready to go now" to her husband who was trying to save her, the emotion just hit me (and I am sure many others). It does not take much to make me cry and tonight was no exception but I still had that little voice in my mind whispering, "it's only a programme."

Another programme that

made me cry was The Pride of Britain Awards. I have just finished watching it and feel very humbled by all of the people that collected the awards. By the second award I was balling my eyes out and now, two hours later I think my tear ducts are completely dry.

The winners were just outstanding. Their bravery cannot be put into words and I have no words to describe my annoyance at the way some people behave, comment and act when there are real heroes out there putting their lives on the line for others. Some of the problems that seem so big for many people are put into perspective and seem even more pathetic.

Some of the reconstructions during the awards were just remarkable. Parts of it left me speechless at the selflessness of some people. These people are the heroes, they are the pride of Britain.

After blubbering like an idiot, I'm having some light relief in the way of The Apprentice: You're Fired.

Thought of the day

When I woke up this morning apart from feeling slightly hungover I was stressed out. The amount of work I have got to do this semester is actually quite scary and I was thinking there is no way I am going to get it done in time.

I had visions of me sat in the library at uni on Christmas Day when I should be 300 miles away tucking into the turkey with my family and drinking Baileys.

I suppose it wouldn't be a lie to say that my thought of the day has changed. After a very productive afternoon I now have a topic for my final journalism project, had an email back regarding my dissertation and am making good progress with my commission piece.

I am in a much better frame of mind now and aim to continue this with a roast pork and The Apprentice.