Diary 157

Saturday, August 22nd

Now that we’ve harvested the honey we’ve placed the empty and almost empty frames outside, and the bees rush around, excitedly eating and collecting this ‘free’ feast.  They clean everything up astonishingly well. What they can’t know, of course, is that this free honey is the same stuff we robbed them of.

So great is their enthusiasm that they’re sometimes almost aggressive. It struck me that in this they are very like us. We rush about, all excited to get our tax refunds, but what we don’t realize is that this is the tiny amount our system sees fit to lob back to us after having taken a whole lot of our wealth.

I wouldn’t mind paying taxes if we actually got something for them, like decent schools, free healthcare, secure streets free of violent crime, and – impossible to ask – a government that’s not intent on cheating us.

I’m just a worker bee. So I could say it’s not my problem. Except it is. We all need to do our best, and we need to have a Queen bee who is responsible.