I hafta’ say that ever since my Editor Informed me that I can no longer provide him with my Invaluable Services as an Investigative Reporter who has a mostly somewhat Respected Reputation of exposing Corruption at the Highest Levels in the Hive (which includes Her Insufferable Majesty, Queen Darla), I’ve been really bored.

Trust me when I say that you can only hang out at Lousy Louie’s sipping on Beenya Coladas and snacking on Honey-Roasted Pollen Puffs by yourself for so long, then you have to find something else to Occupy your Time. So, the other day, I decided to Invite some of my Friends to Join me at Lousy Louie’s to sip on Beenya Coladas and snack on Honey-Roasted Pollen Puffs.

The first to Show Up were my Girlfriend, ButterCup, and our Mutual Friend, Fleur de Bee, who was still here visiting from Paris. Of course, neither of them ordered Beenya Coladas. Fleur ordered a Fermented French Lilac Spritzer, and ButterCup just had a Capful of Water (I asked if she wanted something more than that, but she said, “No, I’m on a Diet.”) Fine.

Anyway, we were finally Joined by Kevin (my Illegitimate Nephew), his Sensory-Impaired Certified Emotional Support/Service LadyBug, Potato, BigFoot, Rudy Bee, Sunshine, Tweak (ButterCup’s Sister), my Editor (who I asked if he was still going to pick up the Tab for all the Beverages and he said, “In your Dreams, Bee”), and (beelieve it or not), my Lawyer, S.O.Bee who had just been Released from that Highly Unpleasant Detention Hive located somewhere off the Coast of the Gulf of Mexico, show up. He was Mad as hell.

As we all Swarmed there, enjoying our Refreshing and Primarily Delicious Beverages, everybody started buzzing about the Deplorable Conditions in the Hive under the Reign of Her Insufferable Majesty, Queen Darla.

“She not only closed the Cafeteria,” BigFoot said, “but she’s threatening to close all the Libraries. That’s just Unacceptable.” (In case you probably don’t remember, BigFoot is a Huge Fan of Books.)

“That’th right!” Rudy sounded Equally Upset. “Altho, the Queen jutht itthued a Decree that SHE will bee in charge of all futhure Thelebrationth and Fethtivitieth and has Fired all of my Creative Thtaff. I’m very Upthet about it.”

“Well I’m sorry to say that my Editor has told me that I can no longer help build Awareness of the Problems with what should have been my Beelitzer-award winning Reports.”

“Correct,” my Editor said. “You’re on a Leave of Absence.”

“But,” I continued, “beelieve me when I say that I think the Swarm still needs to bee Informed so that we can actually Do Something about all this. But I’m not entirely Sure what that might Bee, so let’s talk about something else,” I said beecause I wanted to stop Thinking about the Queen and start talking about Me instead, so I went on, “As for me and what I’ll bee doing over the Hot Season, I’m still considering my Options. Maybee I’ll start doing Movie Reviews again, just to help keep everybody’s Mind off everything.”

“No,” my Editor told me. “that won’t bee Happening. The last thing we need is to bee Sued again for Slanderous Libel beecause of one of your Insulting Movie Reviews.”

“What about my Advice…” I started to Suggest.

“…and that goes for your Advice Column, too. You won’t bee offering anybody any Advice about anything as long as I’m Editor of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record…and Online News.”

“Fine,” I said, and it is Fine beecause I’m not really in the Mood to give Advice to anybody about anything right now.

Nobody said anything for awhile so I started thinking about what else I could do.

“I could consider selling those Paper Spoons again. That would keep me buzzy,” I thought out loud. (I know that those things were taken off the Market beecause they’re not only Impractical, but they’re Highly Toxic, but since Queen Darla has done away with any of those kinds of Bans on Toxic Materials, I figured the Market might open up again on those things.)

“NO!” everybody said at once, then S.O.Bee said, “Just beecause the Queen says it’s okay to use Toxic Dinnerware doesn’t mean that we have to bee Stupid enough to do it.

“OUI!” Fleur Agreed with him. “You and ze Swarm moost - how do you zay - Organize. You moost REZIZT zis Madness until zee Queen izz No More, Mon Ami.” Then she Informed us that she didn’t want to have anything more to do with any of this and that she was Leaving. She stood up, left some Honey to cover her Beverages, wished us Luck, and left. (In case you’re Curious, Fleur went back home to Paris and resumed her Normal Life in her new job as Supervisor of a Special Bomb Detection Unit working under French Counter-Espionage. “It ezz safer zan continuing to bee here,” she said.)

“That,” my Illegitimate Nephew buzzed in, “is the most Reasonable and Practical Suggestion I’ve heard all day” as he Ordered another Virgin Nectar Fizz. “Uncle Georgie,” he continued, “you’re the best Uncle in the world, and I love you, but I think you should keep a Low Profile in the Days and Weeks Ahead. That is absolutely and without any question whatsoever probably Essential if The Resistance is to Succeed, which we must.”

“I agree!” Sunshine agreed. “But we must bee able to know Who we can Trust and Who we Can’t.”

“And how do you Propose we do that?” My Editor asked. He was Skeptical, but I think we all know that he always is.

“Fake Antennae,” Tweak suggested. “Everybody that’s part of The Resistance has to wear a set of Fake Antenna. We’ll know right away if someone is With us or not.”

“That jutht might work!” Rudy exclaimed.

“And I will bee here,” Potato said, “to provide Complimentary Emotional Support Services for a small fee to anyone who beegins to feel Apprehensive about this Undertaking.” That’s really nice of her, isn’t it? I think so.

After some more discussion and several more Beverages, it was Agreed that we would form The Resistance to fight back against Her Insufferable Royal Majesty, Queen Darla.
So apparently, that’s what I’ll bee doing over the Hot Season. I’ll bee Resisting, whatever the hell that means.

After that, I went home, found my set of Fake Antennae, I made sure they still Fit (they do) and now, I am ready to start Resisting, mostly.

So I’m gonna go do that.