Lost, or at least muddied, in that permanent triggering system is that TikTok creates cultural blurring on an astounding scale. It is an appropriation accelerant. Swimming in it for a while makes clear how easily the app jumbles together inputs and references, with varying levels of comfort and discomfort: white kids rapping along with hip-hop; seemingly straight bros playing with queer aesthetics; young people of all races embracing cowboy styles; and adolescents from many countries using common soundtracks for skits about timeless teen problems. All you need to participate is a phone and a desire to be seen.
The kiddo doing h/h in front of possible Muslim mom is lucky is a mom and not Orthodox Muslim dad. Mom plays both audience and background dancer.