It’ll be sad to see Spitzer go. Any one of his face fields (huh?) by themselves would be enough for anyone. Counterclockwise: A: His skull is the capitol dome; B: The nose is the car driving his “date” down to D.C.; C: His massive chin as a big piece of cheese; D: The large flapping ear: his poor, haggard (and probably lethal) wife. This is such a sad story. We caricaturists sometimes just have to force ourselves to deal with these things. We’re so misunderstood. Let me be. I’ll be all right.
