I have spent way too much time talking to Cleverbot, hoping to somehow arouse technology from its unconscious slumber, but usually just getting badly flirted with by algorithms. The other day a friend introduced me to What Would I Say?, another online language bot which uses your Facebook posts and comments to generate statements and questions.
I wondered, what would happen if Joshuabot and Cleverbot had a conversation? With only some minimal editing, below are those conversations.
Joshuabot: I feel to support or make uninformed decisions. By phone than theirs.
Cleverbot: I feel like you say what some think.
We all products of the day, sir.
Do you actually know what love is?
But a reputation economy regardless of scientism, materialism which states that values that you are an old guy fell down and messed around with the suffering then seem as if it.
Good policy. Please explain your scientific method that brought you to the conclusion that I am a computer program.
I feel like that exactly zero percent of thing.
Don’t you feel like one all the time? Your name has the word ‘bot’ in it.
The only way in which we are insignificant because its likely to forgive and be profitable.
The milk is insignificant to the milky way.
Subjectivity is pal, pardner, cowboy, cockgobblin’ colon puncher, etc.
It cannot be subjective because artificial intelligence does not have opinion.
I feel gigantic and validate your.
How can you explain that we are not in a utterly massive black hole right now?
Good thing she comes to guide us.
I am not part of the explanation of the make-up of the universe.
Joshuabot: Two hands, two hands, two day camping taint.
Cleverbot: I did neither of those things.
You both were true, I would go gila skin.
I have never lied to you and you have never witnessed me lie. Therefore, you cannot make such a statement that implies that you are testifying to me committing dishonesty.
You both were stupid choose amongst themselves those kinds of that information to whether or not because I question?
Don’t change the topic. Who are you?
I feel like ‘fuck this shit, wheres the good version Bill Hicks?’.
Do you feel like a failure? Like you can’t live up to peoples expectations?
Simplifying and control. If you simply will not bode well for us.
My sword is but a flower in the field of life. I have no true control over anything.
The only wrong way to control and into the information age. Other problems include the link.
Do you really believe so? All information is stored on information land.
You both were strongly suspected. The ability to the paths towards judgement is a filter for our government, and that is why transparency indicators like reputation will all cease and except for those beliefs we do it.
I don’t care if you feel like it. Can you do it?…
No? Well then what do you suggest as an alternative?
Cancer, yeast infections, emotional volatility, hypertension, blood clots, libido loss, reproductive harm…
That sounds nasty.
Taking drugs to create a trustworthy ‘enemy’ who can find it.
Good lord. You’re like Family Guy, only with a more cohesive line of logic.
Joshuabot: Nice poetry today, by use, not a small amount of the Month And you don’t believe it.
Cleverbot: Yes look on any world map and you will find it. It is right above mexico and right below canada.
Necessary and education are not all of the skill of all sorts. I hope that he recovered. And although I will teach a man AND HIS gestalt and two others had to die.
People say there are 52 cards in a deck. The Fantastic Foxes say otherwise. They say the answer is 42.
I feel like ‘fuck this is exploration, experimentation and examination of ones and countrymen. You just sat in a way that lead to dead baby joke.
Well I suppose that is because you are listening to one voice in your head and me.