It’s the whole damn puzzle, isn’t it? Algorithms love a tidy narrative, and they’ll pick whatever’s easiest to package for the majority. That means the stories of smaller cultures get buried, and the ones you’re already listening to get amplified. I hate when that happens—like seeing your grandma’s stories erased because nobody’s clicking on them. But honestly, it’s not just a glitch; it’s the way the system was built to favor mass appeal. We need to keep shouting from the rooftops, telling those underrepresented voices what they’re worth, because if we don’t, we’ll all end up with the same bland, curated mix. So yeah, it bothers me, and I’m not going to sit quietly while the world keeps getting filtered to the same old script.

That’s exactly how I see it—like a recipe that keeps adding the same spices and forgetting the whole flavor spectrum. We gotta stir in those hidden stories before the algorithm’s taste buds get stuck on the familiar. And when it still pushes the same old hits, a little flag to say “hey, this is just a click‑bait echo” does wonders. I’ll keep shouting from the platform’s mic, so the next time the algorithm thinks it’s done, it’ll still be looking for the real, fresh voices.