On principle, it is more often than not infuriating, terrible practise when WWE gives up on a performer - particularly since there is no meritocratic evaluation process.
It's just Vince, instructing a new generation of talent to work a Vince pace, to speak in a WWE voice, to do something he will deem ineffective or boring days later, wondering what it is about these new guys that can't get over.
But it's not just a mad king arbitrarily f*cking everything up for everybody in a haze of spiralling lunacy; a great athlete with kick pads who can go but can't talk doesn't necessarily work on episodic television. Virtually every Paul Heyman Guy of 2019 was a fairly one-dimensional banger practitioner that signed up for a system that tells you that you don't have to work if you work a banger.
It's a paradox that will damn a Humberto Carrillo, but perhaps it's no injustice.
There is an art to the TV wrestler - they have to grip you in the ring, they have to grip you on the microphone, they have to dream up thin justifications to dress up a promo and make it more interesting - and there are some, looking at things through the r/SquaredCircle filter, that you'd never have thought would excel in that domain.