During the last couple of weeks (the course of the NY Governor dustup), I’ve been recurrently bothered by Eliot Spitzer’s pictures. I wasn’t quite sure where the strong reaction came from. Then today it struck me:
That’s right. Slap a ‘stache on Spitzer and you’ve got Bill “The Chin!” Cowher. There’s only room for one jaw like that in the world and I’d far rather that Cowher be the one to possess it.