BY YOUR COMMAND: Cylon politics took an interesting turn this week. Discuss, with spoilers, in the comments.

WE ACCIDENTALLY REPLACED YOUR HEART WITH A BAKED POTATO. YOU HAVE ABOUT THREE SECONDS TO LIVE: George Clooney is probably America's most interesting movie star, so conscious of his playing the role of "celebrity" and using it in a variety of different ways, and Ian Parker's profile of him in the latest New Yorker is certainly worth your time:

Clooney is America’s national flirt, a pitchman on talk shows and red carpets who, against the background hum of the world’s lust and envy, is lightly ironic, clever, and self-deprecating, with furrowed brow and bobbing head, and a gyration in the lower jaw suggesting something being moved around under his tongue. This busy charm — a man on his way out to a party, feeling pretty good about his hair — was profitably packaged in “Ocean’s Eleven” and its two sequels, films that, more than anything, seemed to be oblique views of the A-list esprit de corps, real or imagined, that went into making them; they were fictions yearning to be “making of” documentaries. (Together, they earned more than a billion dollars.) And that charm was largely withheld, to effect, in the downbeat roles that Clooney took in “Syriana” and “Michael Clayton.” There he played hurting, unanchored men. In both cases, he was assigned a romantic partner—played by Greta Scacchi and Jennifer Ehle, in turn — who was edited out of the movie, with Clooney’s blessing. (Referring to his “Clayton” character — a back-room fixer in a New York law firm—Clooney explained to me, “If he’s loved, then he has a buffer, and somehow it isn’t as awful.”)

I know the reviews have been mixed -- is "Leatherheads" worth seeing?

QUIS CUSTOD IPSOS CUSTODIET? Okay, so all of the Little Earthling's preschool friends are very into superheroes and want to play superheroes at school. And apparently he just doesn't get it. I'm a science fiction guy. My son knows enough to understand the importance of The Cage ("Captain Kirk is probably hiding somewhere") or The Doomsday Machine ("It's not a bad guy, it's a bad telescope. Or a bad flashlight."). But he's too young for a fifth Nixon Administration and Dr. Manhattan. So what to do?

To wit, is there a good superhero cartoon that I can rent on Netflix so he can get the gist of the whole superheroes thing? Batman, Spiderman, Superman, Superfriends. Age appropriate superheroes for a 3.75 year old. Talk to me.

NO, YOU CANNOT HAZ CHEEZBURGER: Discuss-the project to translate the entirety of the Bible into LOLCat--bizarre? Offensive? Ridiculous? Art? Pointless?

DOES WHATEVER A SPIDER CAN: As you may recall, novelist Michael Chabon wrote an early draft of Spider-Man 2, and enough was saved that he got a "screen story" credit. Chabon's full screenplay is up for the moment on the Internet, and may be of interest--just reading the opening sequence, you can picture how majestic it could have been.

LOOKS GOOD ON YOU, THOUGH: I was more measured the last time I criticized a TwoP redesign, so this time I'll be blunt: whatever prozac-addled adolescent monkey created the bizarre, seizure-inducing new Televisionwithoutpity.com look should be beaten severely with a serif.

THE WAR OF THE ROSES/WAR AND POOS: Last night brought the first TiVo conflict of the post-strike era, and it was a doozy, with the HDDVR getting Survivor and NBC HD's Technical Difficulties Message, and the upstairs box thankfully picking up SD 30 Rock (followed by The Office) and Idol.

One could look at this Office as a disappointment -- we waited half a year for another episode, like "Diwali" "Phyllis's Wedding," going to unrealistic lengths to make us uncomfortable about Michael? That, I submit, is the wrong way to look at it. This episode was all about easing us back into the comfortable rhythms of the show -- the horrified Jim cutaways, Pam's deadpan confessionals, the clueless Andy sycophancy, Dwight's dogged pursuit of his two loves, Michael's tackiness (bonus: Jan's egotism). As a reminder of who our core characters are, it worked well enough. Now get back to the office. Also: even shot from only the shoulders up, Angela is distractingly pregnant.

30 Rock, for me, was far weirder. It was far more sit-commy than usual for that show, especially with the tacked-on Pete subplot. Some funny moments, especially the brief Tracy banana scene (and I always appreciate the absence of Jenna), but I never really go for the Bad Liz Lemon stuff. I realize what Fey was trying to do -- this episode was a jab at NBC's strike behavior, as much as Greenzo was about NBC's cynical environmental consciousness -- but it didn't hold together as well for me.

Over on Pervivor, Ozzy, despite his protestations, sure struts like the top rooster. Tribal council was interesting in a way different from the way that most interesting tribal councils are interesting. In this one, an argument broke out between two people whose analysis was exactly correct (though only one of them was smart and self-conscious enough to understand that). Anyway, because I root mostly for competence on ths show, I was sorry to see this bootee go. You know what? Sometimes trying not to spoil pretty much ruins what you can say about a program.