Just over a month ago, Fusion reporter Emma Roller did exactly what the far-right internet wanted her to do: she believed 4chan. For months, the online message board had been engaging in an informal propaganda operation, discussing innocuous gestures and symbols as though they were secret signals among white-supremacist groups. The "OK" symbol emerged as a favorite of those gestures, and the ultra-far-right media got in on the joke. So when Roller saw an image of self-described "national security reporter" Mike Cernovich and his colleague Cassandra Fairbanks doing it, she retweeted it—along with the message, "just two people doing a white power hand gesture in the White House."

Now she's facing a defamation lawsuit. While both Cernovich and Fairbanks have been open about intentionally participating in the troll, Fairbanks—at the time an employee of Kremlin-owned site Sputnik, and now working for the Breitbart-alum run Big League Politics—is now suing Roller for falsely claiming that she's a white supremacist. (Roller's tweet has since been deleted.)

If you've spent much time on social media, you've seen this tactic before: someone trying to slip out of their rhetorical bind by claiming that their offending statement had been a joke, and that you're just being hypersensitive. That thing where someone wears irony as a defense, hiding their true motives? What is that?

That, friend, is Poe's Law: On the internet, it's impossible to tell who is joking. In other words, it's the thinking person's ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. But Poe's Law isn't only useful as a defense against pearl-clutching reactions. It's also a diagnosis of exactly how the troll mentality has weakened internet culture. If nobody knows what anyone means, then every denial is plausible.

A degree of ambiguity has always been baked into internet exchanges. "Usenet in the '80s, community guidelines would often indicate that it was hard to tell if someone was being silly or sincere," says Ryan Milner, author of The World Made Meme. But the first person to codify this particular digital phenomenon was a user calling himself "Nathan Poe," on a creationist forum in 2005. During a discussion about perceived flaws in the theory of evolution, people began bemoaning how difficult it was to divine if participants were for real. Then Poe (who has never been identified IRL) posted this axiom: "POE’S LAW: Without a winking smiley or other blatant display of humor, it is utterly impossible to parody a Creationist in such a way that someone won’t mistake for the genuine article."

Since then, the concept has grown far from its creationist origins. "It's a big part of the culture of collective spaces like 4chan or Reddit, where people don’t know each other interpersonally and you can't gauge intention," Milner says. There's even a subreddit called /r/poeslawinaction ____ where users document and discuss ambiguous internet moments. Take, for example, 4chan's infamous /pol/ (short for "politically incorrect") board, where people routinely post obscene and hateful content. Guess how they justify their actions:

It's also spawned pictorial memes of its own.

But because the internet has changed in innumerable ways since 2005, expanding and accelerating all the while, Poe's Law applies to more and more internet interactions. “When social networks used to be bounded by interests, the joke teller could expect that their audience was in on the joke," says Whitney Phillips, author of This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things: Mapping the Relationship Between Online Trolling and Internet Culture. "Now a single retweet can cause spontaneous global amplification.” That's a lot of people who don't have context for your in-joke.

Meanwhile, 4chan's reach has continued to grow, either through its own profile—thanks to ____ hand-wringing news stories—or the emergence of the alt-right and other troll-leaning groups. With Poe's Law serving as a refuge for more and more scoundrels, it has effectively been weaponized, like so many other memes.

To wit: Breitbart tech editor and "provocateur" Milo Yiannopolous, who clearly understands the escape hatch that ambiguity offers from accusations of prejudice. Yiannopoulos took to Breitbart to make this Poe-etic claim: "Are [the alt-right] actually bigots? No more than death metal devotees in the 80s were actually Satanists. For them, it’s simply a means to fluster their grandparents." He used similar logic to justify actions like leading a racist harassment campaign against actress Leslie Jones, which culminated in his ousting from Twitter. And to plenty of people, that just looked like Twitter not being able to take a joke.

4chan's /b/ board—the original home of 4chan's trolls and their shitposting shock tactics—has an internet-famous boilerplate to the same effect: "The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood. Only a fool would take anything written here as fact." (So you can imagine 4chan's delight at mainstream journalists like Roller taking their activities seriously despite the disclaimer.)

Poe's Law doesn't end online, either. “People talking about 'spin in the era of Trump' and 'post truth' don’t talk about politics in terms of Poe’s Law," Phillips says. "But it's there, whenever you’re not sure if you should be mad or just roll your eyes.” It's as present in Julian Assange stoking the Seth Rich conspiracy or Kellyanne Conway's "kidding" about telling people to buy Ivanka Trump's clothing as it is in YouTuber PewDiePie's attempts to justify racism as satire.

Just being able to name the phenomenon makes it a little easier to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ off the little stuff. But it also points to less apathetic way forward. Once you know it's there, Poe's Law begins to lose its potency—especially as a shield for trolls to hide behind. As Milner says, "When all you have are people’s words, then the words and their effect are all that matters."

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Last year the self-professed “communist farmer” and “saxophone kisser” known as Oedipus uploaded a song to SoundCloud, the artist-first music streaming platform that launched in 2008. Titled “Please B Okay”, it was a bright horn-driven melody that sampled vocals from Japanese soul-pop singer Taeko Ohnuki’s 1977 album Sunshower. I first came across the song because I’d been having an atypically unfavorable week and a friend messaged it with the hope of it being a momentary cure-all. “This instantly makes me feel better,” she said. Looking back, her remark shouldn’t have been a surprise: Oedipus had tagged the two-minute track as “selfcarecore”—a sure nod to its calming, feel-good properties.

By conventional industry standards, selfcarecore is not an established music genre, but it carries significance just the same. On SoundCloud, genres thrive on amorphism, defined more by a song’s uncompromising sentiment—rage, anxiety, body-rolling euphoria—than the pulse of the beat or musical composition. (A casual listener might be inclined to label “Please B Okay” as simply house music.) This has given the Berlin-based platform a unique advantage not just in breaking unknown talent but in becoming a breeding ground for experimental sounds.

A cursory scan of the streaming service reveals a deluge of genres: from kawaii trap and Nu Soul to
swooz, broken beat, and
stresswave. There are also artists like Sugg Savage, an ascendant Maryland newcomer who’s creating some of the best music of the moment and has become something of a Picasso in this regard: She has mothered genres as disparate as lowkey gospel (“Let’z”), spirit bounce (“Funk Bounce”), midnight boogie (“Party Dawg”), and bleep bloop blop pop (“Fill In The Blank”). Collectively, her songs could fit somewhere within the expanse of R&B, but a truer estimation of her work shows how each song belongs to a singular classification. “Let’z” draws from a multitude of sources—a Motown-soul-meets-Chicago-juke jambalaya of sonic bliss—but its core is imbued with the essence of gospel music: uplift, faith, a dogged optimism. “You better know he’s got a plan for you,” she croons just before the song’s conclusion, a sweetly sung aphorism that could just as easily have been pulled from the Bible. Hence: lowkey.

In early July, SoundCloud was reported to be on its last leg, having laid off 40 percent of its workforce in a move that, at best, felt reasonably apocalyptic. But cofounder Alexander Ljung remained confident, saying the digital music service, which had hoisted cultural forces like Chance the Rapper and Lorde to national audiences, was still solvent. SoundCloud was “completely unique,” he said. “You can can find artists there that don’t exist anywhere else. Many are the next ones to accept Grammys. There is tremendous financial and cultural impact on SoundCloud. It will stay strong.”

In spite of the company’s nebulous future, Ljung was right about one thing. The platform is an utterly one-of-a-kind domain. If SoundCloud set out to build a business model on community-oriented music streaming for DJs, musicians, nascent podcasters, and mixed-media artists, it soon reflected that plurality in every regard, a network whose parameters seemed borderless. There was a sound for everybody. Stresswave not your thing? Try chillwave. Or funk wave. Or future wave. You would be hard-pressed to find a platform that has allowed for organic discovery as seamlessly as SoundCloud. A handful of my current favorite artists—Nick Hakim, Kwabs, Sonder, and Kaytranada, whose novel flip of Janet Jackson’s enduring ballad “If” I still spin weekly—I first came across on the platform.

In time, too, the service fulfilled its own pledge, becoming a genre itself: SoundCloud rap, or what The New York Times recently deemed “the most vital and disruptive new movement in hip hop thanks to rebellious music, volcanic energy, and occasional acts of malevolence.” It’s a sound predicated on dissonance that prioritizes “abandon over structure, rawness over dexterity” and has been adopted by a crop of Florida upstarts, including Smokepurpp and Lil Pump, whose track “Molly” was one of the highest-played on the platform this month.

Like Chance the Rapper and Lorde before him, the Philadelphia-born rager Lil Uzi Vert parlayed his titanic success on SoundCloud—the company anointed him its most followed artist of 2016—into mainstream sustainability, a major-label deal, and a headlining tour. I shadowed Uzi for a day last summer, from the edges of New Jersey into the heart of the Lower Manhattan, just moments before he took the stage for a sold-out show. He’s been compared to Young Thug and Lil Yachty, rap eccentrics who have come to define a nontraditional hip hop sound. Currently, Uzi’s “XO Tour Llif3” ranks as the fourth-most-played song for the final week of July—coasting just above 1.4 million listens in the span of seven days. It’s a hazy melody about suicide, substance abuse, and his rocky relationship with his ex-girlfriend. But it’s not rap. Not really. On his SoundCloud page, Uzi tagged the song “alternative rock.”

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In a week where sexual harassment allegations against powerful men continued to come to light and the situation continues to be dire in Puerto Rico, people have been turning to old traditions to keep their spirits high: Halloween, Stranger Things, and wondering what in the world is actually going with Taylor Swift right now. Well, it's that or wondering what in the world is happening in Spain, but that's not entirely uplifting. And those tidbits are just the beginning. Here's everything else the internet was talking about over the last seven days.

Coming Soon, But Not That Soon

What Happened: The first rule of show business is: Never over-promise on something you can't deliver. Last week, the president might've forgotten to apply the first rule of show business.

What Really Happened: Last weekend, President Trump sent out a tweet that (probably) no one saw coming.

The announcement seemed to come out of the blue, but as soon as it did it grabbed a lot of media attention. There was one detail, though, that Trump hadn't mentioned—namely, that the release of the files wasn't Trump's doing, but something that President George H.W. Bush scheduled 25 years ago. But that didn't matter to a lot of folks, who saw this tweet as a sign that Trump was, indeed, draining the swamp as promised.

Those who didn't count themselves amongst Trump's faithful were … a little less impressed.

Nonetheless, Trump did his best to play up the show, ensuring that people didn't forget what was coming with this tweet the day before:

So, what happened? Well, not exactly what was promised, it turns out.

Well, that's a letdown. Reports suggested that Trump made the decision to withhold the files himself. But bear in mind, he's still working on it, apparently.

The Takeaway: Actually, speaking of transparency…

The Picture of Donald Trump

What Happened: Well, if there's one thing last week taught everyone it's "ask a silly question, get a nonsensical answer."

What Really Happened: So, last week someone in the media asked President Trump if he thought he ought to act more civil. He replied that he was—but the media didn't present him that way.

Let's file this one under "people are unconvinced," yes?

Of course, with the media being so biased against him, there was almost certainly no way it'd share these comments. Oh wait. Never mind.

The Takeaway: Say what you like about Trump, he's certainly offering his fair share of quotable lines. Just look at them in context of some other presidential greatest hits!

Immigration Status Updates

What Happened: Meanwhile, in more serious news, the internet got very upset last week over developments in US authorities' approach to immigration issues, particularly those involving kids.

What Really Happened: Last week the increasingly ugly battle over immigration in the US saw two of its ugliest battles yet. First, there was a teen immigrant from Central America who was blocked from having an abortion by the Trump administration. (She had the abortion on Wednesday after a weeks-long legal battle.) Then, there was … this:

Yes, authorities detained a 10-year-old girl after emergency gallbladder surgery because she was an undocumented immigrant. The vast majority of social media was upset by the story.

However, not everyone was outraged. Some even saw what was going on as a good thing.

The Takeaway: And, sure; there's a case to be made that this is just what happens when you have an immigration policy that cares about the law and not individual cases. At least there's nothing that demonstrates that isn't the case, except that President Trump has apparently intervened to keep a Chinese dissident from being deported, because he's a Mar-a-Lago member. Occasionally, real life is stranger than fiction.

Ceci N’est Pas CNN

What Happened: CNN wants you to believe your eyes, and not pay attention to any men behind the curtain. Not everyone is on board with that advice.

What Really Happened: First, the news.

That's CNN's new ad campaign, launched last week addressing the fake news landscape directly. Response was fairly evenly split between those who saw what was being said and appreciated it—

—to those who were unconvinced—

—and then, there were those whose predilections were entirely in the other direction…

Nonetheless, as an ad campaign it definitely worked; everyone seemed to be talking about it, even if they were only doing so in the context of their new parody version.

Mission … accomplished?

The Takeaway: For those who weren't sure they were on board with the message, perhaps the problem was that the ad just didn't go far enough?

Come Together, Right Now, Over Rex

What Happened: Rex Tillerson offered up hope for a broken world. Kind of.

What Really Happened: When the internet can't agree on whether children should be deported while recovering from surgery or even whether an apple is, indeed, an apple, it's worth wondering if their shared reality is utterly broken. Are people all in such bubbles now that they can't agree on anything? Well, apparently, there is one thing everyone can go along with. And it's not what you might expect.

Yes, Rex Tillerson vocalized the one thing nearly everyone managed to agree on last week.

Tillerson's comments also went viral in mainstream media, proving even more that the desire to curl up in a ball is the one thing that brings everyone together. Sure, it's not the best of shared experiences, but it's a start, right? This is the turning point! Right here!

The Takeaway:

Clocks move forward this weekend, which can only mean it’s time for the East Coast to struggle under feet of snow once again. Well, that or it's time for Barack and Michelle Obama to team up with Netflix to produce shows to guide humanity into the future. While the world keeps turning, however, let’s answer this one very important question: What was the rest of the internet up to last week?

Sam Nunberg Does the Rounds

What Happened: In a move that surely delighted everyone who'd ever wanted to ignore all legal advice and do something stupid, one witness in the ongoing investigation into potential Russian interference in the 2016 election decided to do a media tour after receiving a subpoena for evidence. Whoops!

What Really Happened: Before last week, it’s probably fair to say that most people hadn’t heard of Sam Nunberg. Prior to Monday, he was pretty much known as a former Donald Trump campaign aide who didn’t like Trump. After this week, though? Well, now everyone knows who Sam Nunberg is.

How amazing was Nunberg’s MSNBC call? Amazing enough that people couldn’t really believe it was happening at the time.

Impressively enough, things only got stranger; once Nunberg was finished talking to Katy Tur, he started calling up other news shows for follow-ups.

As people started wondering whether he was sending a message to Trump or simply having some kind of public breakdown—many theories abounded—some people were just stunned that it didn’t seem to stop.

The Takeaway: The best part of it all? After a full day of telling people that he wasn’t going to co-operate with special counsel Robert Mueller, he then changed his mind and decided that, you know what? He’ll co-operate after all.

The Resignation of Gary Cohn

What Happened: The saga of “People Leaving the White House” continued last week as the director of the National Economic Council and chief economic advisor to President Trump jumped ship.

What Really Happened: He’s stuck with the president through thick, thin, and his talk of "both sides" following the Charlottesville white supremacist rally, but last week Gary Cohn, the director of the National Economic Council, finally found the thing that pushed him over the edge: trade tariffs.

The New York Times broke the story, but the news quickly spread. Cohn was leaving, and it was a big deal. As always, Twitter was swift to react.

While many were quick to praise Cohn as a man of principle, others wanted to put his resignation in some (much-needed) perspective.

Turns out, some people were upset about Cohn’s departure. And those people were the ones with money who paid attention to what the Trump Administration does in respect to financial planning.

That doesn’t seem like an incredibly positive sign. But the White House, as is traditional, wanted to play down the very idea that this was a problem.

How do those inside the building really feel, though? Let’s just look at how a couple of key figures Cohn worked with reacted to the news.

“Globalist,” huh? That's not too surprising, but as some pointed out, that can be read as an anti-Semitic term.

The Takeaway: But where will Cohn go now?

Coming Up After the Break

What Happened: How best to announce a major foreign policy moment? Maybe teasing it in the press room, like it’s a promo for The Apprentice? Can that be forgiven if it’s what it appears to be?

What Really Happened: It seemed like just a normal Thursday in the White House—which is to say chaotic (sorry, filled with great energy)—until, out of nowhere, the president came into the press room to drop an unexpected tease to the media.

That’s certainly exciting. But you know what’s more exciting? Finding out that the Pentagon wasn’t in the loop.

No, wait. That’s terrifying, not exciting. So, everyone wondered, what could it be? Things started to leak early, because … well, of course they did.

Turns out, the rumors was true: Trump had agreed to meet with North Korean leader Kim Jong-un, after months of nuclear brinksmanship and name-calling. (Remember “Rocket Man” and boasts of bigger buttons?) Some were thrilled with the news.

Indeed, US senator Lindsey Graham of South Carolina got very excited, offering a statement that seemed like a dare.

Why would you tell the North Koreans not to play Trump? Isn't that a huge part of the reason they’re doing this? You’re just going to make them want to do it even more. Don’t say things like that! No wonder that others were, shall we say, less than enthused about the move.

But let’s be optimistic for a brief second, while accepting that such naiveté is only likely to lead to heartache down the road. If this actually leads to a de-escalation in nuclear brinksmanship with North Korea, never mind the rumored retirement of the North Korean nuclear program, that would be an astonishing accomplishment, even if it was one that was accidentally arrived at rather than the game of four-dimensional chess everyone would rather pretend it is. Here’s to … the potential continuation of peace?

The Takeaway: There is one thing that almost everyone can count on during whatever happens in the meeting between the leaders, of course.

More Stormy Weather

What Happened: Just when you thought there was no more juice left in the Stormy Daniels/Donald Trump affair, things continued to get, well, juicier.

What Really Happened: Let’s check in on the apparently ongoing Stormy Daniels/Donald Trump affair. Well, one kind of affair, at least. You might think you know everything there is to know about what happened, but apparently not.

Yes, amazingly, President Trump’s personal attorney Michael Cohen complained that he was never reimbursed for his payoff to Stephanie Clifford, the adult actress known as Stormy Daniels, which is a fascinating revelation considering that the president, according to Cohen, knew nothing about this whole thing.

Still, surely things can't get any worse.

No no. We said surely things can't get any worse.

Sometimes, you have to wonder just how good of a lawyer Michael Cohen really is, don’t you? Or even if he is a lawyer at all…

Oh, but wait! Then Clifford sued Trump, claiming that the agreement used to try and buy her silence was actually invalid because Trump had never signed it. Ridiculous enough yet? Well, then there’s what the lawsuit actually revealed.

Yes, the lawsuit turned out to be required reading that raised all kinds of questions, some of which were asked to the person whose job is supposed to be answering questions for the president.

Of course, that response raised a somewhat obvious problem.

This apparently didn’t go down well in the White House.

As everyone talked about Trump’s unhappiness, some pointed out that it’s not like it was the press secretary's fault, per se.

Who’d work in the White House, at this point? No matter what you do, you’re more than likely to upset the man in the Oval Office.

The Takeaway: At least there’s nothing inherently contradictory in the positions taken here.

They’re All Gonna Laugh @ You

What Happened: What would you do if your Amazon Alexa just started laughing at you for no immediately obvious reason?

What Really Happened: It’s been a while since we’ve thought about the idea that artificial intelligences and new technologies are actually going to betray humanity, and yet here it is: Amazon’s Alexa is laughing at people.

Spooky and weird, as we’re sure you’d agree. But, it turns out, that person wasn’t alone.

Yes, this is how The Terminator starts these days: The robot revolution is all about home devices loudly judging the people who use them. Many, of course, saw this coming.

As it happened, Amazon had an explanation for the whole thing, but that didn’t stop everyone freaking out about it anyway. Of course, not everyone was freaked out by the laughter…

Some even felt like things didn’t go far enough…

Come on, denizens of the internet. Can’t you just accept that some things are weird for once?

The Takeaway: If only there was a way to simultaneously dunk on one brand while promoting another…

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Last Saturday I did something nearly everyone does when their friend goes to the bathroom at a bar: I checked Twitter. There, amidst the Hurricane Irma updates and breathless discussion about Hillary Clinton’s new book, was a very simple message from Darren Aronofsky. After spending a few seconds to try and remember when I actually started following the Black Swan director (inconclusive), I realized what his message was saying: “now #nyc #scavengerhunt” next to an image of Jennifer Lawrence from his upcoming movie mother! and a New York telephone number. My friend returned from the bathroom and I showed her the tweet. “I think Darren Aronofsky is having a scavenger hunt in New York tonight,” I said. My friend, the smart one, just said, “Well, call and find out.”

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I dialed. A prerecorded message delivered in what I can only best describe as Stalker Siri said “Welcome” and informed me that my pilgrimage began by going to the northeast corner of Columbus Park, where I was to look for the “ape with the horn.” (I later learned it was “agent with the horn”—the Stonewall Inn is pretty loud, even at 4 pm on a Saturday.) We were only about 30 minutes away. I jotted the info on a bar napkin and we headed to Chinatown.

As soon as we got there, I immediately spotted a few people in film-student chic surrounding a woman in mechanics’ coveralls standing next to what looked like a saxhorn. (Maybe? I don’t know horns.) My friend pointed out that she had an earpiece in. Definitely an agent. Fully realizing I was a grown-ass person about to ask another full adult if she was part of a scavenger hunt to see a Jennifer Lawrence movie, I hung back for a few minutes and played with my phone, like a creep. The film students took off.

I approached the woman. She looked me directly in the eye. “Um, hi. I’m…” “Whom do you seek?” she asked. Crap. Was this like Sleep No More? Was I supposed to have a character? I stammered. “Mother?” This was the right answer. “Thumb,” she said. I stuck my opposable up like Maverick getting into an F-14 cockpit. She produced a stamp pad and a square of thin paper. I gave her my thumbprint. (This would’ve been a great scam for someone attempting to steal my iPhone.) She told me to take the paper across the street and find the yellow paint on the sidewalk and follow it until I found “the agent with the suitcase.” (All these agents! The details of mother! had been kept tightly under wraps in the weeks before its release, but I was pretty sure no one was KGB. That’s Lawrence’s other movie.)

I retrieved my friend and said, “We’ve got to go.” Sure enough, there was a dribble of golden paint on the sidewalk leading west on Bayard Street into SoHo. The yellow paint road ended and … nothing. There was a dude with a knapsack sitting outside the back entrance of a store. Couldn’t be. Again, awareness that you’re an adult holding a copy of your thumbprint asking a stranger if he’s an “agent” feels weird. Even in New York City. (Well, not really.) “Ask him,” my friend said. I approached. “Are you the agent with the suitcase?” He stared blankly. “Sorry. Never mind.” “Wait. … Listen for it.” I stopped. Someone down an alley was literally whistling. Next to a goddamn suitcase. I approached and held out my thumbprint paper like an idiot. The man, in a trench coat and sporting a finely waxed handlebar mustache, took out a lighter and lit the paper on fire and smiled. (He no longer could unlock my phone, but this was now an excellent opportunity for a mugging or making a career shift to sex work.) He lifted the suitcase and placed it flat across my arms. Opening it, he produced a red pepper and told me it was all I needed. I took it and walked away, so confused.

Showing it to my friend I realized I could hear and feel something jangling inside. I cracked it open. It was a skeleton key attached to a gold disc with the number “89” embossed on it. Maybe this actually was a ploy to get me to take up hooking. Hey, I don’t know what Aronofsky does with his weekends. Then I realized there was another phone number pressed into the metal. I called it. A slightly different sounding Stalker Siri congratulated me on “making it this far” and told me I’d been granted entrance to the premiere of mother! The key was my ticket and I had to find yet another agent at 51st Street and 6 ½ Avenue on September 13. (6 ½ Avenue is a real place, conveniently located near Radio City Music Hall.) The voice also instructed me to “dress for a funeral.” (Who was dead? What was dead? Me? Aronofsky’s career? Paramount Pictures’ marketing budget? I had no idea.)

Exactly what the whole scavenger hunt had to do with mother! is unclear. Even after seeing the film, it's hard to see the connection. Though that might be intentional. Prior to its release, very few details about Aronofsky's movie made it to the public. The plot was simply described as "a couple's relationship is tested when uninvited guests arrive at their home." People who saw it early were asked to sign NDAs. Maybe the themes of the hunt were intentionally different than those of the movie so as not to spoil it. (To be fair, the film does feature people on a pilgrimage, there is a funeral of sorts, and I think I remember seeing a red pepper.) What's more clear is why the director would hold a scavenger hunt in the first place. When you're treating your movie's plot like Schrödinger's cat, you've gotta do something to get people interested in its box.

Four days after the hunt, I went to the prescribed location and found the same agent who’d taken my thumbprint. This time she was in a black dress with a funeral veil on. “Nice to see you again,” she said as I produced my key. “One ticket or two?” I took two. I was bringing the friend I’d dragged through this whole mess in the first place. We went inside Radio City Music Hall, where Aronofsky introduced his film and apologized for what it was about to do.

I’m telling you all this because the whole mess is ridiculous. I’m also telling you all this because trying to explain, analyze, or unpack mother! is like trying to follow a Mobius strip to its rightful end. There isn’t one, and trying to point people to one isn’t fair. Aronofsky’s new film is about a couple's life getting upended by the arrival of new guests, but it's also the story of what happens when creators (like Javier Bardem's character "Him") value their creations above all else (like Lawrence's "Mother"). It's bizarre, a horror-tragicomedy that leaves conclusions up to you. (That’s a compliment.) I’m not even sure if it’s good, but it hasn’t escaped my mind in days, so my inkling is that its provocative qualities eclipse the fact that it begs the question “Am I enjoying this?” Some see it as a religious allegory, others as a call for ecological awareness. Many claim it’s beyond the pale. Everyone is correct. Or they're wrong. It doesn't matter. Aronofsky’s garden of earthly delights might be the strangest thing out there until Stranger Things comes back, and that makes it the perfect antidote to the summer’s superheroes.

As the credits rolled, the floor below the screen began to open and a silhouette appeared in the darkness. I whispered to no one in particular, “That’s fucking Patti Smith.” That’s not a joke. She really showed up and did a three-song set, read Rebecca Solnit’s reinterpretation of “Our Father,” and closed the night by dedicating “Because the Night” to Lawrence and “her chosen one.” Like so many other aspects of mother!, I don’t want to overanalyze why this happened, I just want to be glad that it did.

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The panel for The Predator was full of similarly personal revelations, as the film’s cast members—including Olivia Munn, Keegan-Michael Key, Jake Busey, Trevante Rhodes, and Augusto Aguilera—gathered in Hall H to reveal early footage from the movie, which is directed and co-written by Shane Black. The original 1987 Predator, Black said, "was a piece of perfect pop art: The alien craze of the ‘80s and the Rambo craze, put together. And it had a wink to it, because you had these muscular guys with weapons that were absolutely ridiculous." (Not to mention the occasional ridiculously choppy one-liner.)

Black's new version, he noted, was intended as a sort of "Dirty Half-Dozen.” In one clip screened for the hall, Munn—playing a government biologist—finds herself in a hotel room with a group of sarcastic ex-soldiers who've just escaped an encounter with a deadly Predator. "They have me on call," Munn’s character says, "in case there’s … contact." Throwing together a bunch of outsiders, and casting the movie with a squad of recognizable character actors, gave Black "a chance to bounce people off each other," he said,"and make these guys as relatable as possible."

That bounciness continued after filming was finished. "My favorite thing on a film is set building an almost insta-culture," said Key. "We spent a lot of time in my trailer watching YouTube videos, blaxploitation movies, Dolemite movies, The Room. We would do everything in our power to get some moment from those movies into our movie.” Key was especially keen on getting one of his favorite blaxploitation lines into The Predator. "I tried six times: 'Bitch, are you for real?'"

Black also debuted a sequence in which a Predator—after nearly offing an on-the-run trio played by Munn, Room star Jacob Tremblay, and Logan’s Boyd Holbrook—is annihilated by a bigger, meaner, never-before-seen Predator that’s eager for revenge. "There’s a faction on Predator homeworld that’s been bested not once, but twice, by earthlings," said Black. "They send their champions to earth, and they don’t come home. They don’t like that. So we figured they want to punch back."

So did Munn, who wanted to make sure her scientist character could handle a firearm with relative ease. "When you see a movie where a guy picks up a gun, he just automatically knows how to use it," she said. "And girls are just like, 'I don’t know…' I didn’t want her to be proficient, because she’s not a soldier. But I wanted her to know how [to shoot], the ways guys know how."

Yet the biggest skill on display was Jane’s foot-free lifestyle (the actor explained that he spent years in a shoeless society, and was kicked out after wearing shoes to a restaurant). It was a moment that made everyone in the room think: Are you for real? "As a black man who has fought really hard to get good tennis shoes," said Sterling, "and to have good coverage on both of his feet. I’m like, this is a white man who’s just like, 'My feet are tough enough.'" Whether they’re tough enough to help The Predator crew outrun the enemy remains to be seen.

You've got your Netflix subscription and Amazon Prime. You’ve got HBO Now, at least when Game of Thrones is on, and maybe pay up for a more specialized service too, like Crunchyroll or the WWE Network. It’s already a lot! Bad news: It’s about to get worse.

The notion that streaming services might someday totally supplant the monolithic cable package has glittered on the horizon for years now. But as that future becomes increasingly the present, an uncomfortable reality has set in: There’s too much. To Netflix, Amazon Prime, Hulu, and HBO Now, add WarnerMedia, Disney, and Apple as omnibus, general-interest streaming destinations. Investors have poured a billion dollars into something called Quibi, which has an unfortunate name but exclusive Guillermo del Toro content. And the niche options continue to proliferate as well, whether it’s DC Universe or College Humor. If we’re not at the breaking point yet, we’re surely about to find it.

“Everybody wants to talk about how much money’s being spent on content. But as a consumer, don’t you already feel like you have enough content choices out there?" says Dan Rayburn, a streaming media analyst with Frost & Sullivan. "Our eyeballs and the time that we have to consume media of any kind is being challenged."

There’s nothing wrong, of course, with choice. That’s especially true if your interests run more niche, outside the relatively anodyne confines of a cable package, or even the relatively mainstream offerings of Netflix and Amazon. "The abundance of programming and commercial viability of smaller audiences is making it possible for storytelling from a much wider range of experiences to finally be available," says Amanda Lotz, a professor of media studies at the University of Michigan and author of Portals: A Treatise on Internet-Distributed Television.

But while tailored, a la carte services have long been the promise of streaming TV, it's starting to look more like a series of pricey buffets. Competing megacorporations are all pumping billions into original content, much of it designed for mass appeal. (Apple has reportedly mandated no "gratuitous sex, profanity or violence" on its incoming streaming service.) And even if each also produces more experimental or idiosyncratic options, you’ll be hard pressed to access all or even most of them. The show that scratches your itch won't necessarily be on a platform you can afford to pay for.

Jennifer Holt, UCSB

"Realistically you're not going to have a consumer with more than two or three services per month,” says Rayburn. Especially when you consider that these streaming services still largely supplement, rather than replace, traditional cable packages. There’s only so much disposable income to go around, no matter how much you care for The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.

"In a lot of ways it's an extension of the narrowcasting that began in the 1980s, with cable," says Jennifer Holt, a media studies professor at the University of California, Santa Barbara. But by advancing that trend, it also exacerbates the fragmentation of culture that came with it. Again, that has plenty of potential benefit, giving otherwise marginalized perspectives more opportunities for representation. But it paradoxically may also make those shows increasingly hard to find.

"There was a time, the '70s or the '80s, when you knew what channel your show was on," says Holt. "That kind of got lost in a lot of ways, with certain streaming services. Now maybe the idea of branding this content will take on different dimensions. You’re going to have to know where to find it. It becomes more work."

Meanwhile, the splintering of services also threatens to hasten the decay of a broader, shared cultural conversation. "It starts to evacuate the potential for any real communal, cultural touchstone when we’re all watching completely different services," says Holt.

All else being equal, one might expect all of this to be a blip, a temporary flash of exuberance that will subside once good old fashioned market forces clear away the rabble. But the untimely death of net neutrality, along with a merger-friendly Justice Department, have left all else quite explicitly unequal.

"I think the bigger issue is what happens in the aftermath of net neutrality's elimination," says Lotz, who argues that allowing ISPs to enforce paid prioritization is "more likely to change the marketplace for the services in profound ways."

AT&T owns WarnerMedia, for instance, and so can not only potentially offer its impending streaming service at a discount—or for free—to its mobile or cable customers, but could prioritize its performance on its network, and downgrade that of rivals. (WarnerMedia hasn’t announced pricing yet, but if any of this seems far-fetched, note that AT&T already offers DirecTV Now discounts for mobile customers, and doesn’t count DirecTV Now streaming against data caps.) Comcast, meanwhile owns NBCUniversal, which gives it a sizable stake in Hulu; it also recently acquired Sky, which operates Now TV, a popular streaming service internationally.

The cable-content hybrid companies, in fact, win no matter what. Even if you pass on their streaming service, they can always make up the difference by charging more for broadband.

Dan Rayburn, Frost & Sullivan

And then there are the companies for whom a streaming platform is a means to a greater end. Apple isn't an ISP, but it does want to sell iPhones and iPads and Apple TVs, and will reportedly make at least some aspects of its streaming service free for hardware customers—just as, Holt notes, the early radio programs only existed to help radio companies sell more radios. Likewise, Amazon attempting to drive Prime subscriptions. All of which is to say, the field will stay crowded for longer than you might expect.

There are some bright spots in all of this, especially when you think small. "The services that work very well are the niche services, the ones that are targeting a specific type of user with a specific type of content," says Rayburn. Those more targeted services have also forged new business models; Rayburn points to CuriosityStream, which recently embraced sponsors to help lower prices for viewers.

And Holt notes that most popular streaming services currently have fairly liberal password-sharing policies; as long as that holds true, she says, piracy could be the tie that binds us.

As more megaservices fill the landscape, though, one wonders how long before the niche upstarts feel the squeeze. And as your streaming options continue to kaleidoscope, what's coming next looks promising, sure, but also daunting. Especially given who it's coming from.

"The combination of the digital distributor, whether it's the mobile phone or the ISP, and the content delivery, to me that’s the bleak future we’re headed toward," says Holt. "I don’t think it's going to work out for consumers."

This week, the competition between Steam and Epic's new online storefront heats up the frozen tundras of post-apocalyptic Russia, while zombie games hit their stride (for the third or fourth time), and the rumor mill is gearing up for a second version of the Switch hardware, right on schedule. Let's get to it.

Jeez, Resident Evil 2 Did Well, Huh?

Last week, the remake of Resident Evil 2 came out. And since then, it has shipped, according to the Hollywood Reporter, 3 million units around the globe. These are very, very good numbers, even beating out the newest entry in the series, the acclaimed Resident Evil 7. Just goes to show: Nostalgia sells, and Resident Evil is way more popular than its recent history might suggest.

After all, the franchise went through a long, long period of decline, only picking up in the past few years with good games that returned to its horror roots. But the fan base still exists, which means that we're probably going to see a lot more Resident Evil—and probably a lot more of these remakes.

Epic Games Scores an Epic Exclusive With Metro: Exodus

Exclusives may be common on consoles, but not for PC game stores. In some cases, a game might be limited to the store run by its publisher—like EA's Origins or Bethesda's game store—but third-party games tend to be available on all the major stores, including Steam, GOG, and (increasingly) the Epic Games Store. Not so for Metro: Exodus. The upcoming first-person shooter is, as of this week, an exclusive to the Epic Games Store and, after six months of anticipation, is no longer available on Steam at all (though preorders will still be honored).

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This is, pardon the language, a big frickin' deal in the PC gaming scene. We've been chronicling the slow-burn competition between Epic and Valve's Steam store for the past few months, but this is more than a slow burn; this is a shot aimed directly at the heart of Valve's monopoly. If major third-party games can just … disappear from the shelves, that spells legitimate trouble for Valve. And it's hard to think this will be the only time it happens. This year's going to be wild, y'all.

Nintendo Is Reportedly Working on a Smaller Version of the Switch Hardware

With the Nintendo Switch selling incredibly well and the console now well into its life cycle, it's only a matter of time before we reach that hallowed Nintendo tradition: the midcycle console upgrade. Until now, that tradition has been for handhelds—the 3DS had the XL, the DS had the Lite—but it's seeming as though the Switch will join that crew. According to a new Nikkei report, as interpreted by Variety, that something will be a smaller, lighter version of the hardware, with fewer features but a skinnier price tag.

To put on my speculation hat, that sounds a lot like a dockless Switch. While the Switch's ability to play at home and on the go is an essential part of the system identity—it's in the name, after all—to make a strictly handheld version makes a lot of sense, both from a consumer standpoint and from a design one. The Switch Mini, maybe?

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If you've never played the original Unreal, you owe it to yourself. One of the best early first-person shooters is also one of the most overlooked. While its successor, Unreal Tournament, became a mainstay of competitive gaming, the original isn't often talked about, which is a shame. It's creative, a little bizarre, and full of wonderful alien environments; the wide vista in the game's opening is still one of my favorite level design moments ever. Play this.

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Steve Lacy’s “4Real,” which the polymath guitarist released on SoundCloud earlier this month, is a stew of delicious production; it’s got gushing bass, teenage quirk, and the sweet urgency of young love. The song’s borders are intentionally blurred—thematically, structurally—but what Lacy feels is unmistakably obvious: the connection he has to his unnamed partner is no illusion. “We kiss, we hug, we dance and fight/We laugh, make up, then we go all night,” he sings, before diving headfirst into the hook. “It’s such a thrill to love you when it’s real.”

It’s a love letter with punk spirit, and functions as something of an informal admission to the is-he-isn’t-he curiosities surrounding Lacy’s sexuality (without all the high drama others have placed on it). If you want to make something, Lacy told WIRED in April, “grab whatever you have and just make it.” With its echoes of Prince and Bilal, “4Real” confirms Lacy’s decidedly anti-pop undertaking: that a song can, and should, be a nebulous configuration—sometimes with no center, no formal structure, or even a skillful conclusion.

Lacy’s inventiveness is well earned. As a member of Los Angeles-based R&B outfit The Internet, he helped executive-produce the group’s Grammy-nominated 2015 album Ego Death, has collaborated with Kendrick Lamar (“PRIDE”) and Kali Uchis (“Only Girl”), and in February released his 6-track “song series” Steve Lacy’s Demo to much acclaim. The solo collection’s unifying sentiment was its tightly controlled production; at a slender 13 minutes in its entirety, its songs never felt like they might swiftly veer off the tracks. But “4Real” is a different kind of creative proposition for Lacy—raucous and reckless, with hints of madness. It’s a little like falling in love.

When the song suddenly cuts short—Lacy’s own doing, a move reflective of the freeform ethos SoundCloud often incubates—it doesn’t matter. His intention is not a neat resolution, or even a resolution at all, but to unsettle the assumptions of the listener. The DNA of music is meant to be fussed with, and Lacy disbands all formalities with “4Real.” What you think matters, doesn’t. In his hands, there are no rules for true songcraft—and the end result, wherever one lands, is all the more rewarding because of its abruptness, its surprise.

In recent years, artists like Frank Ocean, Young M.A, and iLoveMakonnen have ushered queer narratives in popular music, especially within hip-hop and R&B. With “4Real,” Lacy outlines his own narrative, however indistinct. When he uploaded the song to SoundCloud, the track image featured a pixelated photo of him (presumably) and another person (presumably a white guy) in affectionate embrace; the two look as if they might be kissing. “Is anyone gonna question if that is him and a guy? not that it matters but it would be cute,” one user commented. To which another responded: “I just noticed the same thing. Whatevs, homie’s doin his thing.” Lacy’s intention had come full circle—that beauty can be formed from an undefined place.

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Things are surprisingly quiet on the Star Wars front right now, even though Solo is slowly but surely making its way to its release date and Episode IX is prepping to shoot in a few months. But, as everyone should know by now, there's always something stirring in the galaxy far, far away. (For all we know, there's a new Death Star under construction right now…) Need to get caught up on all the latest? You've come to the right place.

Rian Johnson Won’t Be Scared Off By Fans

The Source: Star Wars: The Last Jedi writer-director Rian Johnson himself.

Probability of Accuracy: If Johnson doesn't know his own mind, we should all be worried.

The Real Deal: For those worried that Rian Johnson’s trilogy of new Star Wars movies would be less ambitious than initially planned after his Star Wars: The Last Jedi was met with some fan rebuke for breaking some long-held beliefs, rest your mind. Things seem to be going just fine. "I feel like every Star Wars thing that ever gets made has a big, loud response because Star Wars fans are passionate and that’s what makes them awesome," Johnson said when asked about the response to The Last Jedi by Fandango’s Erik Davis as SXSW. "I don’t think it’s possible if you’re really telling a story you care about and having it come from your heart it’s just not possible to be intellectually processing what everyone else wants. Nor would it be a healthy thing, I don’t think that’s a good way to tell a story." Hear that, internet?

All the Things You Never Saw on Screen—Revealed!

The Source: The novelization of Star Wars: The Last Jedi

Probability of Accuracy: This comes with the official seal of Lucasfilm, and the input of Rian Johnson himself; it’s very accurate.

The Real Deal: In case you missed it, the new novelization of Star Wars: The Last Jedi features input from Rian Johnson—it also features a bunch of new material and explanations for things that weren't actually seen in the movie, like Han Solo's funeral. For those who don’t want to read the entire book to find out what was added, io9 has a helpful list of the new additions to the story. Our choice for the most important? Probably the details about Supreme Leader Snoke’s backstory, but we're a little Snoke obsessed. Perhaps the most interesting tidbits, though, are the glimpses of Luke Skywalker's alternative life that he saw in visions from the Force itself. It’s almost enough to make you want to pick up the book for real, really.

The Return of the Most Unlikely Bad Guys Ever

The Source: Leaked toy packaging

Probability of Accuracy: Unless the leak is fake, this seems to be surprisingly real.

The Real Deal: In a surprising turn of events, a toy photograph for the forthcoming Solo: A Star Wars Story has given fans a tease that a piece of forgotten Expanded Universe mythology might be making a comeback. As noticed by Star Wars News Net, the villains for the Han Solo prequel appear to be a new take on the Cloud Riders, a criminal gang that first debuted in 1977’s eighth issue of Marvel’s Star Wars comic book, back when everyone involved thought that a version of The Magnificent Seven with a giant green rabbit was the best way to follow-up the movie. We can only hope that this suggests that Solo is going to be far more camp than the trailer has made it seem so far. (And also that Jaxxon, the giant green rabbit in question, is going to make an appearance; after all, he’s already been announced as a canonical character.)

The Force Awakened Earlier Than Folks Thought, Apparently

The Source: An episode of the animated Forces of Destiny series

Probability of Accuracy: This is 100 percent canon.

The Real Deal: The debut of the second season of animated shorts in the Star Wars: Forces of Destiny series answered a question fans never even knew they had—namely, where did Leia get her bounty hunter disguise from the opening of Return of the Jedi? The answer, it turns out, is that it came from a character that wasn’t created until some 30 years after that movie was released: Maz Kanata, who stole the helmet from the real bounty hunter that Leia impersonated. Does this detail explain more than really is necessary? Sure, but it also makes the connections between the original trilogy and the current trilogy all the stronger, and that’s almost certainly the point that Lucasfilm had in mind when the cartoon was made.

The Next Movie Is Going to Be 'All Out War'

The Source: One of the current Star Warriors

Probability of Accuracy: Can a tease really be accurate or inaccurate?

The Real Deal: Meanwhile, thoughts are already turning to what’s going to happen in Star Wars: Episode IX, with John Boyega—currently promoting Pacific Rim: Uprising—telling reporters that, even though he hasn’t read the script yet, he knows it’s going to be a war movie. "Next for me filming-wise is Star Wars: Episode IX in July, and they’ve officially given us a note to start training soon. I’m going to take a holiday before that, because I think Episode IX you know, regardless of where the story goes, and I haven’t read it by the way, is going to be all out war so I know that I’m going to have to do all I can and train for that.” On the one hand, this sounds like an exciting scoop, but on the other, the movie’s title is Star Wars. If this wasn’t going to be a war movie, wouldn’t that be a little … disappointing?

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