We haven’t heard this much talk about the presidential anatomy since the other guy in the Epstein files was in the Oval.

President Trump, a master at minimizing others, is now being literally minimized on “South Park” by the crass and fearless creators of the cartoon.

I could have told Trump that it’s best not to provoke brilliant satirists. I learned that lesson the hard way 20 years ago.

When I wrote “Bushworld: Enter at Your Own Risk,” about the tangled father and son saga that led to the invasion of Iraq, I wanted Pat Oliphant, a lacerating political cartoonist, to do the book’s cover.

I wheedled until that acerbic Aussie finally agreed. When the drawing came back, it was dazzling: a tiny, jangly-eyed George W. Bush under a big cowboy hat, his hands braced at the guns on his holster. He was walking down the driveway of an overgrown haunted version of the White House with a gargoyle hanging from the trees.

Oliphant had given the president the body of a bug. Even though the book was harshly critical of W. and his scheming advisers, I was worried that the sketch might be a bit too disrespectful to the president.