A Work of Musical Genius

There's been some uniquely funny stuff up on the Honors Program's Introduction/Meet the Freshmen board this year. Like this:

Katherine (in her introduction): ...I also love playing the flute...

Allen: Hurray for flute! If you ever want some piano accompaniment for anything you may be playing, feel free to ask.

Augie: I'll be bringing a horn...

Hannah S.: I play a mean kazoo. Might compliment nicely.

Rebekah: Haha. May I join you on that kazoo action, Hannah? I guess I'm unusual here, but I don't play any musical instruments except the cd player. :-)

Allen: I'm sure there's some crazy composer at Hillsdale who could write something for our little ensemble. Two kazoos, a flute, a horn, and a piano. It would sound atrocious, but it'd be worth a good laugh or two.

Finn: I'll write it! It will be based on the lesser known proverbs of Nietzsche, with each movement having one of his proverbs as a title. It will be an ambitious work, an ironic epic that portrays the pitiful state of the pathologically soft democratic man.

The flutes, in their impotence, will reflect both the democratic man and women in general. The ones who must be trodden underfoot by the ascendancy of the rude, blaring horn--the ubermensch! The kazoos would be the unfortunate masses crushed by necessity under the mighty heel of progress, and the piano will represent the universe--tinkly, beautiful nonsense that serves only to further the climb of the superman beyond mere mortality, morality, and religious considerations.

It will be hailed as a work of genius.

Elsa: Better add a second flute, Finn. No way am I missing out on this one.

Marianne: I'm sorry, but there can be no work of genius, Finn, without a bassoon.