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The format itself changes our psychology. The weekly watercooler show has been replaced by the algorithmic black hole. Binge culture erases anticipation; we don’t savor a plot twist for seven days, we consume it in seven seconds and immediately demand the next hit. This has flattened narrative pacing—shows now prioritize shocking moments over coherent stories because a shocking moment becomes a meme, and a meme is free advertising. Nowhere is the power of popular media more