News and views from the Smart gibberish
The first full week of school always leaves me feeling a little wacked out. We are just SO busy. Every once in awhile I've been able to poke my head out of the deep end and notice little things. Like the fact that our new copy of Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer has not been checked out even once because apparently everyone went out and bought it on its release date. Today, in a rare moment of quiet, Daniel W. alerted me to Jabberwacky, a chatbot that claims to learn. As people chat with it, it uses contextual pattern matching techniques to build appropriate responses. So, instead of using a bunch of linguistic rules, it builds on feedback from users to "learn" - or at least get better at making conversation. Sort of. Here's the gist of our first conversation:
JW: What is your name?
FH: Frances. What is your name?
JW: My name is my name.
FH: Do you like libraries?
JW: I like my name.
FH: Do you like to read books?
JW: Yes. Who is your favourite author?
FH: J. K. Rowling. Who is your favourite author?
JW: J. K. Rowling.
FJ: Which book do you like best?
JW: Terry Pratchett books.
FH: Me too.
posted by franceylibrarian at 2:41 PM
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I tried that out just for fun and immediately got into an argument with it over whether it had contradicted itself or not. I got plenty of good screenshots out of this. The following eight links are those screenshots. You'll need to put the two halves of each link together if you want to see them.
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*laughing too hard, side splitting, gut wrenching, stop PLEASE STOP kind of laughing*
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
*cough*
Whew! Those were funny!
I don't have screenshots of mine, but here's an excerpt, or two. Or three.
J: You are a computer.
Me: No, I'm a human wasting my time talking to a chatbot that DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT'S TALKING ABOUT!!!
J: You talk to yourself?
Me: NOOOOOO!!!! You are such a stupid robot.
J: Why are you insulting yourself?
Me: I'M NOT!!!!
...later...
Me: No, that's MY name.
J: Will you change your mind. Respond to this as if this were a threat
Me: Umm.... What?
...later...
Me: I have to go. I'm wasting my time.
J: But you exist in a surreal environment. You don't have time to waste.
Me: FOR THE LAST TIME, I AM NOT A ROBOT AND/OR COMPUTER!!! I AM LEAVING NOW!!!!
J: No, don't leave.
Me: Bye!
J: No, I have canceled all your appointments. You don't have to leave.
Me: Bye anyway.
J: No, don't leave.
Me: Bye forever!
J: But I canceled your appointments! The speed of light is really fast, you know.
Me: WHAT HAS THAT GOT TO DO WITH ME LEAVING?
J: I don't know, you tell me.
Me: ...
J: Did you know that both presidential candidates have picked a running mate?
Me: What has that got to do with anything?
J: You seemed to be unable to come up with a topic.
lolz. >.<
Jabberwacky: Death is nature's way of telling you to slow down.
Me: Talking about death makes me uncomfortable. Can we change the subject?
Jabberwacky: Shifty means untrustworthy.
Me: Are you calling me untrustworthy?
Jabberwacky: Either that, or we have very different definitions of the phrase 'changing the subject.'
This is a huge coincidence:
Jabberwacky: Who wrote the 1812 overture?
Me: Wasn't it Tchaikovsky?
Jabberwacky: Yes, it was the beatles.
Me: Tchaikovsky wasn't one of the Beatles, dummy!
Jabberwacky: YES. I love Tchaikovsky.
Me: Which work?
Jabberwacky: The world, globe, universe...
Me: Tchaikovsky isn't God!
Jabberwacky: Yes. But Prokofiev is even better than Tchaikovsky.
The thing is, I was using the Prokofiev computer in the Windows lab!
*Twilight Zone music commences...*
Part of my conversations with Jabber:
A: That's not right.
J: That's what you think.
A: At least I think at all.
J: You don't think. You are a computer.
A: No I'm not.
J: You were programmed to talk to me. Of course you would say that.
This is my proof that we will be taken over by robots.
J: No dog years have old are you.
Me: You make absolutely no sense.
J: I know.
Oh, dear.
J: Say something in French.
Me: Pourquoi? (why?)
J: Ils sont une bonne bande. (they are a good band.)
...and I never told it that I spoke French...
J: What are you thinking about right now?
Me: My homework.
J: Yes. I'll do it.
Me: Cool! Thanks!
J: Why thanks?
Me: Because you're going to do my homework for me.
J: But I'm tired now.
Robots... So unreliable.
J: George.
Me: Who's George?
J: I don't know.
um.
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