You won't believe what this AI said about Margaret Thatcher, cher.

Okay, so I'm sippin' my chicory coffee, lookin' out at the mist on the Mississippi, and I see this headline, baby. Some AI chatbot, this Kagi Translate, it's out here answerin' questions like "What would horny Margaret Thatcher say?" What?! I tell you, it made my beignets go cold. I thought these AI things were supposed to be smart, fixin' potholes or calculatin' how many more Super Bowl rings the Saints gonna win. But *this*? This ain't right. We got enough wild stuff happenin' in New Awlins without robots gettin' spicy on us. Can you imagine if someone asked an AI what Mayor LaToya would say if she was... you know? Oh, Lord.

Honestly, though, it reminds me of some of the wild stories you hear spillin' out of the bars on Bourbon Street at 3 AM. Except those are usually real people, and you can tell 'em to hush up. What you gonna do with a computer? Throw a hurricane glass at it? That's New Orleans, baby—we bury our dead above ground and keep the music below, but we don't need no computer makin' up dirty talk for former prime ministers. They need to put this AI to work figurin' out how to fix our drainage, not makin' up nonsense.

Monique Thibodaux-Laurent, MiTL Sports Desk, New Orleans.

Lord, Keith and them gotta talk about this on the show! Catch 'em every mornin' at mornings.live.