Parks And Recreation: "Miss Pawnee Pageant"

Hot diggity damn, that was a great episode. And not only does it continue the show's hot streak, but it does so in a way that bodes well for the rest of the season. Leslie's becoming less of a caricature by the episode, and the supporting cast has rarely been better. Although, let's get this out of the way right now, it was a huge bummer to be missing Ron "Fucking" Swanson.
But while he carried the show's best moments in season one, he was hardly needed this time around. I'm not sure what he would have done anyways; we're only in the office for a few moments tonight. Leslie is asked to help judge the Miss Pawnee Beauty Pageant, a responsibility she's not going to take lightly. In her typical delusions of grandeur style, Leslie sees the future of Pawnee women hinging on her very important decision. First she gives April a hard time for trying to bribe her with the sugariest coffee known to man, then is upset to see Trish, a no-talent piece of eye candy akin to Miss South Carolina (she rambles in a similar fashion), come out as the frontrunner. The rest of the judges' blind acceptance of Trish's tomfoolery—the panel consists of a former winner, a creepy old guy, and a less than smooth with the ladies Tom Haverford—only infuriates Leslie further, causing her to lock the judges in the decidin' room and demand they consider the truly talented but less hot Susan.
It's often been said about The Office that while Michael Scott is a nincompoop 90 percent of the time, he has to occasionally show flashes of brilliance at his job. After all, why else wouldn't he be fired by now? But I don't think Leslie's professional competence has ever been called into question; regardless of how socially inept she is, people really do take her seriously. None of the judges walk out on her, and they all hear her out; one of them even goes over to her side.
But in the end, the Tom Haverfords of the world award Trish the crown (mostly for her stunning baton routine that, somehow, didn't involve much baton-ing). If there's one thing Leslie loves more than the sinewy visage of Janet Reno, it's justice; thus this injustice digs at her, and causes her to stand up in front of everybody and say her piece. Though nothing is accomplished, she feels better for voicing her opinion at least—that's the Leslie Knope way. She can at least speak up for the little guy, even if it doesn't do much immediate good.