Snow White and the Seven Proletariat
by Arthur Simone

(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)