According to the boffins, cocaine turns good bees – productive members of the hive – into untrustworthy scumbags. The cocaine-addled insects would routinely exaggerate the quality of sugar or pollen they had found, lying to their fellow hive members through the medium of “waggle dancing”, the standard method of describing one’s work among bees.
But the bees’ dance remained accurate in terms of where the food was, according to Robinson. The insect drug-slaves maintained a certain level of dignity.
I found so much effing good pollen, man