Ben Clarke, the squat, brace-wearing yuppie parody of The Apprentice, is, at 22, too young to remember the film Wall Street, which was released the year he was born. But the spirit of Gordon Gekko lives on in him, as it does in almost all of this season's vile bodies.
As a defining characteristic, these candidates' vitriol is second only to their stupidity, and I can't be the only viewer hoping that in the final episode, Sir Alan fires the lot of them, calls the Jobcentre and gives his six-figure-salary prize to someone more deserving, like an axe murderer.
Far from being a figure of hate, though, Clarke enjoys a rabid fanbase. Internet chatrooms are a-twitter with glee over quotes such as "I'll bite his bloody teeth out". The general consensus seems to be that Ben is in it to win it; that there is nothing wrong with being aggressive if it gets you what you want.
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