El Presidente had had enough from the rabble rousers calling for reform. He was going to put a stop to it once and for all. He called in the head of his secret police to find out who the ringleader was and make an example of him.

"The head of the resistance is Juan Mendez, your excellency," the weaselly man hissed. "He is the horticulturalist who owns the chain of flower shops in all the major cities. He is wealthy and well-protected by guards at his home and when he travels. The only time he is ever alone is when he has to work at one of the flower shops when someone is sick or has an accident."

"Ah, yes. Javier, make sure that one of his workers has such an 'accident' tomorrow. Then send your best men to the shop to arrest him and bring him to my jail. He will learn to keep his big mouth shut!"

The next evening El Presidente called Javier back to his study. "Well, is that infernal troublemaker in irons yet?"

"No, El Presidente, he is not," Javier said nervously. "He escaped before we could arrest him."

"Escaped!" El Presidente bellowed. "I said to send your best men!"

Javier trembled as he said, "But, sir, they are the best. They have never failed me before! The man, he was ready for them. When they entered his shop he grabbed a large glass jar from behind the counter and threw it on the ground. It shattered and thousands of stinging insects flew out and the men, they were blinded and stung and....and in the confusion Mendez escaped!"

"Take those men and have them shot! I will not have incompetents working for me. And you are next if you do not succeed and bring him to me!"

"No, El Presidente! Give them another chance! They will succeed!" Javier begged. "It isn't their fault they could not seize the florist for the bees!"