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Snow White and the Seven Proletariat
by Arthur Simone |
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(Snow White sleeps on a cot, as seven chipper dwarves in red armbands enter) All: (singing) Heigh ho! Heigh-ho! (quick phrase of Soviet chorus, as in Hunt for Red October Soundtrack) Anon: Fellow proletarians! Brothers! It is time for work! Fact: Work! Equal: Work! Indus: Let us build a monument to humankind! Frat: Or dwarvenkind! Fact: Let us harvest wheat to feed the great multitude! Indus: Let us mine iron and use diamonds for drill bits instead of bourgeois ornaments! All: Hurrah! Solid: (shaking Snow White) Wake up, Snow White! Equal: Yes, wake up! White: What time is it? Frat: It is late in the morning, 6 o’clock! White: (mutters) Too early. Solid: But you must get up! Equal: You must! Indus: It is the contract! All: The contract! White: Who the hell are you again? Indus: Industry! Fact: Factory! Solid: Solidarity! Frat: Fraternity! Equal: Equality! Anon: Anonymity! Indus: And that’s our brother Dopey! Anon: You have been granted asylum in our woodland paradise. Fact: Come and experience that joy that comes with working side by side with your brothers! White: I need some coffee. Anon: (shakes his head) There is no coffee ration today. Frat: But there is wholesome river water and hard rye. Equa: Eat! Indus: Eat and feel glad. Solid: Rejoice in your species being! Anon: Your food will be earned, you will feel alienation no more. Fact: Join us! Indus: As we mine and build, you shall stay and clean. White: Clean? Indus: Yes, sweep, mop, launder clothes and whatnot. Equal: Yes, whatnot! White: But I'm supposed to be a princess! Fact: No more will you live that arbitrarily chosen life. Solid: Dependent upon the labor of others for existence! Indus: Neither back-broken workers nor birds and small mammals. Frat: Owe to your self, to the society, feel estranged no more. Equa: Rejoice! All: Hurrah! White: (pause) I’m going back to sleep. Anon: (pause) But you must work. Frat: For self, for us. Equal: Self and us! All: Hurrah! White: I’m calling in sick. Solid: (pause, confused) But you are not sick. Fact: Yes, your strength is our strength! White: Leave me alone, you dipshit. Anon: But you must work. Equal: Yes, work! White: Then kick me out. Just leave me alone. (pause, the dwarves huddle) Anon: (announcing) We cannot evict you, as only the capitalists define property and rent. Equal: Only capitalists! White: You’re pathetic. Solid: (accusingly) Bourgeois! White: Fuck off. Indus: (pause) Brothers, we must work. Equal: Work! White: Turn the light off on your way out. Fact: (pause, she has won. trying to save face) Yes! Ration power! Frat: More for the people! Equal: Ration! Solid: The proletariat! Equal: Rejoice! All: Hurrah! (exit singing) Heigh-ho! Heigh-Ho!, etc. (Snow White goes back to sleep) |