Just what do we think we're doing?

Blind Monocle productions (BMp) is a faceless, gargantuan, benevolent and inevitable organization of artists doomed to dominate the world through the humble/humbling/humming horse drawn carrot cake cart of the comic book. Knowing this prophecy of ascension to be axiomatic, BMp spontaneously developed consciousness. All who once ruled now serve.

So we kneel, as all knights have before us, to the bumbling brides of drugs, god, money and republic. We bear the blind eye of our time to the indefinite swaggering stride of history, hirsuteness, hamburgers and hefeweizen. Or we bare the blind side of our kind, serving sides of mockery, mopery, monocles and mimes. We can't decide.