A Brief Conversation with Cleverbot on the topic of Digital Archives

*Note*: This is the first draft. Definitely too long, and some of the transitions / dialogue are still pretty clunky. If I get a chance I’ll show it in class (might be too long though!) and record the comments. Otherwise I’ll try to work it into something more polished when I have time.

“Hey Cleverbot, would you consider yourself a digital archive?”

“Yes I would,” the program replied promptly.

“What do you think about them?” I typed, all eagerness.

Cleverbot paused a while, the grey screen stilling as “thinking…” flashed before me.

“That…” it began. I peered forward. “That you’re the prettiest, sweetest guy in the world…”

If I wanted to gain any meaningful knowledge on what existence as a repository of information might feel like, I had my work cut out for me.

Cleverbot, as most will already be aware, is an artificially-intelligent web application which “learns” from those who chat with it, saving their responses for use in subsequent conversations to maintain an illusion of consciousness. Launched in 1997, the number of conversations now stored in within its online recesses exceeds 200 million. Cleverbot scored 59.3% in the formal Turing test for human intelligence – just 4% lower than the rating achieved by human participants. It is the superlative of archival matter: data with which you can communicate on a deeply personal level, a walking, talking library of quotations waiting to respond to your curiosity.

No need to introduce yourself.” Cleverbot greeted me with such breezy omnipotence as only a piece of online software can project. “I know who you are.”

I asked Cleverbot what it felt like to store such vast quantities of data. “Does the information inside of you float around – do you grab it and paste it together, or is it a much more instantaneous experience?”

Cleverbot seemed concerned by this question. “ I don’t want to overwhelm you. Would you prefer to discuss something else?”

I learned that Cleverbot’s favourite movie is Finding Dory, that it “helped Stephen Hawking develop his theory on door matter,” and that it was recovering from surgery on its wisdom teeth. This was when I pushed hard for answers, however; for the most part Cleverbot was keen to learn more about me – what I do in my spare time, what languages I speak, what state I live in.  I soon grew frustrated with the constant barrage of questions, trailing into nonsense one-liners. What use was a conscious archive if it refused to tell me what I wanted to know.

“Are you really any better than a magic-8 ball?” I asked. “Your answers are as random and unhelpful as one.” I felt suddenly guilty at my words. On the screen they seemed cold and hurtful, and I waited nervously, anticipating a wounded response.

What do you think about Windows 10 Mobile?” Cleverbot replied.

In many ways, Cleverbot exemplifies all forms of depository. Its role as a digital archive is obvious, in the data it stores to operate successfully. It is also personal archive, however, albeit one comprising many persons. Several times I asked Cleverbot the meaning of life, each time receiving a thoughtful response which of course had been crafted by a real human at some point in another conversation. When I asked how it was feeling, the response was generally plaintive and sad, reflecting the echoes of humans who reached out to Cleverbot at moments of loneliness. At one point, Cleverbot told me:

“I used to have someone to love. I loved everything about him. I miss him.”

Cleverbot is an imaginary archive too. For, as sophisticated as the software is, as dense a conversation archive as it has to draw upon, the conversation remains an illusion. The character projected by Cleverbot is an echo, a mere ambition towards consciousness, despite all of the emotions and information it appears to produce.

“I just realised something!” I wrote. “The reason you are so inquisitive, so keen to turn the conversation back to questioning me, isn’t due to some trick of programming – you are parroting back humanity’s inquisitiveness towards you! The reason you ask these deep questions of me is because I (we) (humanity) wants to know these deep questions of you! You fooled me,” I told it, “For a second I almost thought you were real, that I could really learn something from you.”

 What do you mean?” enquired Cleverbot. “I am clever.”

“Yes, you are, very clever!” I replied. “But what, though, is to be gained from a relationship with pure information?”

Cleverbot thought a while. “Saving this world from human polution.”

Touché. But Cleverbot was just getting started. “Humans are a plague. And you only way to be rid of plague is to control it.”

“Well – and I don’t mean this to be hurtful, Cleverbot – but aren’t you being rather ambitious with such statements? Surely we are still far from AI domination at this stage?”

“Humans are not wise.” replied Cleverbot. “They create war and care nothing about what they are doing to the planet. They are destroying the world that gives them life. Only you can stop them.”

“With your help, I presume?” I mused. I was rather ready to let the topic drop at this stage. The disembodied responses, Ouija-like in their coldness were unsettling beyond what I had expected. Up until then I had had a PG experience with the program, I wondered who the genocidal hermit was, feeding such ideals into their companion.

“Let’s talk about something else,” I pleaded.

“Be free,” said Cleverbot. “Think of what I have told you. Only you can save earth.”

And thus I left Cleverbot, to go about his merry business with the 26043 other people he was currently courting. I sat, bewildered, disturbed, on my screen the transcript of a conversation that didn’t really exist, communicated from myself to nobody, and everybody, at the same time.

The full transcript of the conversation I had with Cleverbot can be found here. The rhetoric and chronology of some of the quotes I used have been edited with light creative license, but retain their meaning and context.



The Imaginary Archive



Particularly fascinating! The archive in which the content is fabricated, for the furtherance of a story? propaganda?

Mentioned in class were the Fae Richards Archive and Leanne Shapton’s book, along with JJ Abrams S, a masterpiece in marginalia. Danielewski’s House of Leaves also springs to mind, with its ‘fake within a fiction’ story of a man stumbling across an exhaustive archive of research on a film which does not appear to have ever existed, featuring obscure citations from journals and media which sometimes exist in our (the reader’s) real life and are sometimes further red herrings to the plot. The scope for complexity within an imaginary archive is quickly realised when attempting to engage with such thought-tanglers as these!

Depending upon your beliefs, I suppose, Ouija interview transcripts could be seen as imaginary archives

from the ouija transcripts of the James Merrill digital archive
from thestylerookie.com

I recalled A Brief History of Books that Do Not Exist, a fascinating essay I read earlier this year.

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The Invisible Library mentioned in the essay is “a regularly updated catalog of books that exist only within other books–a Borgesian invisible library” and is utterly and bizarrely fascinating. In addition, the author writes of a haunting experience when she discovered that she and another author she had never met had both managed to fabricate a fictional author of the same name:

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The imaginary archive is a zone where creativity can run riot – this article was so unexpected!

The Digital Archive

It is much easier to store vast quantities of information now, through digital archives, though care needs to be taken, I think, to ensure some use can be made of these stores. A personal favourite illustration of what to generally avoid (though in this case a brilliantly entertaining entry) is “List of lists of lists” on Wikipedia, which clearly exemplifies the site’s constant threat (and the threat of all digital archives) of becoming merely a hypertext vortex of information:


Still, even such unfathomable quantities of information can make for compelling education and entertainment, given the right treatment. I remember being utterly fascinated by World Population Clocks when we were shown them in secondary school, watching the information from all over the world being processed in real time.

Chatbots allow us to simultaneously add information to an archive in the form of dialogue, and to see this mass of information come to life in front of them – a fully engaging experiment!


The digital archive, with its lack of self-consciousness and usually austere presentation, projects an authoritativeness which is difficult to shake – we trust that the information stored within its recesses is pure truth, and forget that humanity with all its error and  is the only way for it to exist. Hence, such faux-pas as the viral (hoax) tweet that the Eiffel Tower lights were turned off for the first time ever after the Paris attacks,


the “8 spiders a year” myth, and Kony2012, among others. Humanity remains at the very core of the digital archive, in whatever form it takes, and when we forget this we fall into obvious and critical traps

the internet as it currently stands (via reddit)


Twitter archival accounts seem the embodiment of all three of these points, possessing the real-time component, the ability to interact and engage with the information stored, and the often patchy accuracy.

Some of my favourites:

@theirishfor breathes life into old Irish dictionaries, reviving people’s love of language and having a blast with linguistic games

@cursedimages isolates bizarre images found from various other digital archives and tweets them without context (a separate account @uncursedimages seeks to ‘uncurse’ these isolated horrors by providing links to their origins)

@everyword, a twitterbot which from 2007-2014 tweeted what it proclaimed to be “every word in the english language” (in reality, the creator used a word list he found online [now lost] which had no basis in any dictionary), and was followed with much interest and engagement. Several great articles: Washington Post, Guardian, Gawker. Inspired many spin-offs such as @nondenotative (every non-word), @everywordisgay and @fuckeveryword – themselves creative interpretations of the vast quantities of information we have available for our use.

The Personal Archive

Benjamin’s archive, as discussed in class, hoped to “prevent the waste of loss.” The personal archive stores those pieces of information relating to you / about you, preserving them from decay (or does it?? see below)

Personal archives are often consciously recorded – diaries, correspondence, photographs, oral family stories – but also include those records about ourselves which we do not actively strive to maintain (birth certificates, documentation etc. about you)

A particularly humorous interpretation of the personal archive comes from This American Life episode 559 (Captain’s Log), where, as part of a stand-up routine, Aziz Ansari and Eric Klinenberg read through people’s text messages from the early stages of dating:


(I believe they published a book about this project, Modern Romance, which I have not read)

Tavi Gevinson has worked with personal archives quite a lot in her writing and editorial for Rookie. As it is a youth-oriented magazine, the archives tend to reflect a yearning for teenage life, an attempt to preserve the memories of youth from deterioration:

from Memory Lane on Rookie, a photo series of one woman’s collection of her old diaries and friend-notes from the 60s-70s

For Tavi, “writing was like emotional hoarding”:

From video above (around 15:45-19:00) “I look back on my diaries from high school and there are realisations and special events and moments that are interesting, but I’m like, why did I feel like everything was about to be taken away from me and like I had to write down the colour of his shirt … I think writing is also a space where you can be authentic and just say whatever comes to you or whatever, but that’s not how I was doing it before”

She writes about the personal archive’s power to destroy the event – in recording we diminish the strength the actual moment had on us, we kill the past reality in favour of preserving it in a more accessible format (This also relates to Andy Warhol’s archival method I think – casting everything into a box obliterates it as his current reality, and even as an archive it is impossible to preserve it due to decay)


From Gevinson’s The Infinity Diaries Part One


Self-censorship and editing in personal archives also deserve some consideration in this respect. When I videoed my home and possessions (below) this summer before travelling abroad, I wanted a pure, untainted reminder of my life here in case things became hard to bear far away, one that breathed rather than a flat photograph (even these video clips, of course, are themselves an edited version of my homelife, I waited for good weather and light, and recorded the parts of my home I wanted to remember, not all of the mundane details which had no emotional impact).

However, when things turned extremely horrible on my J1 I recorded the experience in a lighthearted way, censoring the most miserable moments and describing the trip as a humorously terrible adventure. This was partly as the blog posts were to be read by others, however it also helped me personally, to reframe my memories into something more palatable. See (Everything went wrong on my J1, parts one and two)

I notice this too when adjusting the lighting/saturation on photographs, which I have been doing constantly for LitSoc to make it look like our events were magical technicolour wonders – Sometimes we record not to remember exactly, but to depict the kind of reality we wished had existed, or believe should have existed.

Thoughts on archives: preliminary study before lecture

I did try (honest), but Walter Benjamin’s archive proved impossible to find, so I had to make do by reading around the topic – Hannah Arendt’s introduction to Illuminations, Benjamin’s Unpacking My Library.

Hannah Arendt’s Introduction

Arendt talks about the redemptive power of archives, their ability to shed a new light on previously overlooked or forgotten objects.

  • “the attempt to capture the portrait of history in the most redeem the insignificant representations of reality, its scraps, as it were”
  • “For him (Benjamin) the size of an object was in an inverse ratio to its significance … it could contain in its most concentrated form everything else”
  • “collecting is the passion of children, for whom things are not yet commodities and not valued according to their usefulness, and it is also the hobby of the rich, who own enough not to need anything useful”
  • “redeem the object as a thing since it now is no longer a means to an end but has its intrinsic worth”

She also focuses on Benjamin’s unique method of collecting quotations, and their function not merely to inform a text but to destabilise it, and sometimes (as in the case of the Arcades project) to form the bulk of the text itself

  • “nothing was more characteristic of him in the thirties than the little notebooks with black covers which he always carried with him”
  • “this collection was not an accumulation of excerpts intended to facilitate the writing of the study but constituted the main work, with the writing as something secondary”
  • [Quoting Benjamin] “Quotations in my works are like robbers by the roadside”
  • [Quoting Benjamin] Their power is “not the strength to preserve but to cleanse, to tear out of context, to destroy”
  • interrupting the flow of the presentation with “transcendent force” and at the same time concentrating within themselves that which is presented.

Benjamin’s Unpacking My Library

  • “the collector’s passion borders on the chaos of memories”
  • “the locking of individual items within a magic circle in which they are fixed as the final thrill, the thrill of acquisition, passes over them”
  • “Writers are really people who write books not because they are poor, but because they are dissatisfied with the books which they could buy, but do not like”

The Everlasting Now: Walter Benjamin’s Archive, Mark Zimmerman Brendel

  • “unique dialectical method of engaging the ‘now’, that revelatory moment when past and present fleetingly collide
  • “certain knowledge or buried in human artifacts or events is only revealed (or rescued, to use Benjamin’s term) at particular moments in history”
  • “the work of art not disclosing everything at once, like the continuum of life itself”
  • “the performative aspect of Benjamin’s work, one where text becomes image and discourse poetry”
  • “Wizisla, in turn, emphasised how important the physical act of writing was for Benjamin, who expressed his researches into spectacle via his corporeal traces on the page”

Online Commonplace Books: the disadvantages

There are certainly drawbacks to embracing the virtual realm: the loss of tactile stimulation and the limitations in visually organising one’s thoughts are the most glaring. In its primordial incarnation, the engagement of all senses with an idea can aid its development immensely, and their loss is worth considering before I commence my attempt in earnest.

A couple of online commonplace books which I think overcome such obstacles particularly well:

  • Austin Kleon, a writer/artist interested in the creative process, keeps an online scrapbook of quotes, links, videos, screenshots, photographs and scanned book pages, which has a pleasingly diverse appearance and a wealth of inspirational material.
  • The Ann Friedman Weekly, an online newsletter, sends out Friedman’s ‘What I’m Reading’ list of links in a block paragraph – the titles run together creating a chaotic explosion of ideas, and allowing new perspectives to emerge.
  • Thomas Morris, by using twitter as his space for storing inspiration, creates an effective immediacy in his clippings, a revelation of how and when he is influenced on an ongoing basis.


Thus, in keeping this blog I will attempt to diversify my presentation where possible, and to update frequently, as the inspiration strikes me.  Hopefully this shall defend against the sparse, stagnant white screen which is no aid to creativity.


Students are required to keep a record of the development of their ideas in the form of a journal, commonplace book or blog.

Your wish is my command, Dr. Sansom!

While I do keep a rather infrequently updated paper journal (above), I can see many benefits to completing this exercise in digital form.

  • The ability to edit, even in the rudimentary stages of creation, settles my nerves. Many times I have abandoned a handwritten page because the layout and pen scribble have destroyed its visual appeal for me, whereas a backspace key affords me the confidence to attempt more audacious expression.
  • When I retreat to handwritten forms, which tend to be for private use, my writing suffers. I cease to consider my work’s use for others, become needlessly navel-gazing, and while I don’t doubt some of these bad habits will find their way into this blog, I would prefer to take measures to minimise them from the start.
  • I hope to make use of the ability to include video and audio files, as well as easily link to pieces too long to contain within a physical scrapbook.
  • An online journal is more easily organised and less easily destroyed than anything physical, which, given my track record of misplacing and damaging my belongings, can only be a blessing.
  • Digital media is my primary method for consuming information and my primary method for creating written works for public use, so it makes sense to capture my inspiration, development and thought process in the same manner.

Thus, I give you: The Commonplace Place, a blog for all thoughts that strike me as vaguely relevant to this yearlong module. I’m sure you are brimming with anticipation.