It was hot and humid. It was high noon. And outside the big Café du Monde (home of chicory coffee and beignets with massive amounts of powdered sugar), just across the street from Jackson Square, this. A DIY “world famous” contraption aimed at revenue generation. See the cash slot over there on the right. The entrepreneur’s intention was for someone to slide some scratch into the slot, then she would emerge and recite a nursery rhyme. I know it was a she because she did emerge once (not prompted by cash; I saw no one with any interest in this entertainment) but because it was so stifling inside and she needed some refreshment.