TONY, WESTSIDE STORY (from a song by Leonard Bernstein and Stephen Sondheim): ‘There’s a place for us, somewhere a place for us, peace and quiet and open air, wait for us, somewhere’

A EXTRATERRESTRIAL’S ALTERNATIVE: Somewhere within someplace, perhaps a fool’s paradise island, although conceivably not, the abundance of smart-arse nincompoops of this dreary, erstwhile heavenly body have coined the hidden meaning of the once supposed sumptuous allegory into a ghoulish, yet not improbable, non-fiction of lies. I am not inclind to wish them well. Were I anything less than a contented trespasser in a land of mainly reactionary snow white earthlings I would shed tears.

REALITY IN THE FORM OF A CONTRADICTORY RHYMING FABLE:

MESTIZA
When the far Right doth play
Racist bigots hold sway
So what will dear Mestiza do then
Poor thing?

She’ll await her sick fate
At the hands of an inglorious State
And in…