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TV Guide.com, intrepidly dedicated to keeping its finger on the pulse of our society and feverishly regurgitating back to us whatever concerns us most, leapt into action and polled concerned Americans on … what else? Rosie O’Donnell and “The View.”

54.3 percent of those polled said they won’t miss O’Donnell when she takes her bungee-cord-that-dangles-her-upside-down-and-thereby-turns-that-frown-around and goes home. 33 percent said they’d like to see Megan Mullally – who, conveniently, just happens to be looking for work – replace Rosie. Another 10 percent thought O’Donnell should be replaced with another loudly kvetching plus-sized comic, Roseanne (is she using a surname these days? I lost track).

And an astonishing five percent endorsed the idea of allowing Joan Rivers back in front of TV cameras again to serve as co-host (and, no doubt, underscore how gracefully Barbara Walters has aged, by comparison). Attention, FBI profilers seeking unhinged lunatics whose psychoses might escalate into violence: Your search should begin with that five percent.

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Meanwhile, the site is also reporting that “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip” will be returning – post-May sweeps. Which seems a bit odd, given that the shows that subsequently aired in its 10 p.m. Monday timeslot – “The Black Donnellys,” “Thank God You’re Here” and “The Real Wedding Crashers” – have all done even worse ratingswise.

In the first episode of its return, Matt Albie (Matthew Perry) rails against philistine Internet commentators – who make far, far less money than he does, he points out – who lack the wit and income level to appreciate just how brilliant his writing is. Danny Tripp (Bradley Whitford) asks Matt whether such critics would be kinder to his program if they, in fact, made as much money as he does. Confused, Matt quietly ponders this for a long, long time – marking the longest sustained period of silence in an Aaron Sorkin script – until Tom Jeter (Nathan Corddry) enters the office, whining about a splinter in his butt he got from shoddy set construction by the unionized crew, with Simon Stiles (D.L. Hughley) in tow, cackling, making the incident seem a lot wackier than it actually is.