For the past couple of weeks, I've been hearing this "Harlem Shake" phrase being passed around. I haven't seen what it is yet, the original video. I theoretically don't even know what it is. It was when I heard people talking about different versions of it–"that so-and-so did a version"–accompanied by a shrill of geeky laughter that I deduced it must be the current thing. That precious thing that all the 9-5er's have to look forward to now thatGangnam Style has been beaten to death, put through a meat grinder, chewed up, regurgitated and then played backwards in Spanish to some lonely Mexican prisoners. Mexican prisoners that are so fed up with the mundane prison lifestyle that they too are probably doing some Gangnam Style remake in out in the yard. Or is it the Shake?Yes, I thought I'd sit this one out, this one from some students at the ominously-named Berkeley School of Information, but another fascination took hold. A fascination that always makes a big buzz around here at Motherboard: drones. It then felt incumbent on me to finally surveil the shake. And so it should on you, too, as an American citizen, who could, at any moment, be attacked by the latest dance craze.Connections