That conclusion would certainly gibe well with the darker, more desperate tone of the depiction of the newsroom staffers, and especially of the snarled, at times almost idiotic complexity of their relationships -- on non-relationships, really, since we now have three couples (Will and Mac, Jim and Maggie, Don and Sloan) that are presented as agonizingly dysfunctional, almost entirely because all the people involved are weirdly blocked and can't bring themselves to say what they really mean. Of course if they did that most of their dilemmas would evaporate. ("Oh, you love him and not me? Well, that's lucky because I love her and not you.")
Sorkin seems oddly old fashioned in his depiction of thirty-something (or younger) characters who can't bring themselves to blurt out their feelings, in an era and for a generation that sees taboos against acting immediately on impulse in and sorting things out afterward as eye-rollingly passe.
The three most interesting subplots, so far, focus on the determination of Neil Sampatb (Dev Patel) to convince his dismissive superiors of the importance of the burgeoning Occupy Wall Street movement a traumatix pedition of Alison Pill's Maggie Jordon to an African war zone, and the flight of producer Jim Harper (John Gallagher Jr.) to a frustrating sojourn in New England, attempting to cover the Romney campaign, which is determined not to be covered in any substantive way.
The best stuff is about the work, in other words, rather than contrived obstacles to true love. Back in good old "West Wing" days, Sorkin had surer touch finding the right balance.