Scrolling through endless recycled takes has become the norm. Every article that hits 10k likes gets remixed a dozen times over—same points, different wording, until everything just blurs into white noise. The algorithm keeps amplifying the same recycled wisdom, chopping it up, repackaging it, pushing it back out. Quality signal's getting buried under quantity. X used to feel alive. Now it just feels like watching content get processed through a factory line, stripped of anything genuine. The soul's draining out.