BARRY BLITT ?

Barry doesn't give me the time of day, but I think he may have taken a peek at the blog.

How about this, for Blitt:

A monumental Trump, in a Roman toga, very hairy arms and legs (Julius Caesar, though balding, was known to be a very hairy man), with the diadem, stomping on Michael Cohen, very thin and drawn in a ripped black suit (Bertrand, to Macaire), who is himself spreadeagle on the back of a very large, corpulent Christie, who is flat out on the sand, like a beached whale, having just himself landed on and squashed Cruz and Rubio, NAKED MIDGETS, for Trump, Cruz and Rubio's little naked upper torsos and heads protruding, grotesquely bloated, with arms and hands outstretched, at ground level from Christie's bulging almost naked Tarzan loinclothed middle.

The caption: "The Verdict of History"

The dykes on a bike, on the Cote d' Azur, is actually Erik Salin, 2001, I think. French pop artist. Did a lot of work on the Riviera.