The truth about the bee decline in America

I discovered something alarming today. It seems as though my sister may not be as sweet and innocent as she appears on the surface. The world knows her as a soft spoken accountant, Buddhist, and amateur cake maker. I too thought this until I did a little snooping. It now appears that my sister may in fact be the reason for the bee decline in America. The most shocking aspect of this discovery is not that she may be solely responsible for the disappearance of billions of bees. . .but that she is torturing them as well. I first grew suspicious when I stumbled across a large pile of disassembled bee boxes with dried comb in them. She claimed they were old hives that no longer housed bees, and that she had harvested all the honey from them. But then out of the corner of my eye I spotted about ten cheese graters tied with a rope near the bee boxes and combs...why would anyone have so many cheese graters unless they were in fact torturing bees? Ask yourself that. Suspicious, I went to look at her active bee hives and was alarmed to find what I can only call a bee concentration camp. Complete with an electric fence. My sister said the fence was to keep bears out. Maybe. . .it seemed to me the fence was to keep the bees in.  It was all adding up. My sister is not only an accountant, but a black market operator. She has undoubtedly forced countless bees into the international underground sex trade. When the bees don't comply with her she threatens them with bodily harm with cheese graters. She is at the top of a racket too large and dangerous for me take down alone. I need your help. Capital donations to my PayPal account for starters. At the very least, warn every bee you see. If you see a bee in a park or at a work picnic, yell at it! Get its attention! "Be careful, bee, there is a girl in New York who wants to hurt you with a cheese grater and sell you as a sex worker!" If we all do a little to help maybe the bees will be wiser and my sister will be stopped.