Occasionally, I've clapped along at concerts (more-than-once again, generally just missing the beat) and before and after speeches and rah-rah announcements. But I've always felt a bit awkward putting my hands together.
So I don't know what possessed me to clap this past week during my showbiz segment on Nine News Now's mid-afternoon broadcast. I was talking about Cher's spectacular moment at a Massachusetts fundraiser when she compared U.S. Republican Presidential candidate Donald Trump to Adolph Hitler and Josef Stalin.
"Preach it, Cher," I said while clapping awkwardly at the end of the Cher portion of the segment.
"Preach it, Cher"?
Who told me to say that? Amber, the newsreaders seemed amused, which is always a good thing (LOVE her), but really, "Preach it, Cher"?
It wasn't long before I got a second reaction to my "Preach it, Cher"? This one wasn't as positive as Amber's. It was from someone who shared my first name and who thought I deserved to be out of a job for my gross misconduct.
But it wasn't the clapping or the "Preach it, Cher" that he objected to. It was the fact that I had clearly shown my disdain for Donald Trump.
"You are a terrible reporter and a bias one! I hope Channel 9 wakes up and fires you!" he wrote underneath some pro-Trump propaganda.
Now I have received my share of hate letters, hate emails and hate comments over the long course of my journalism career. That comes from the territory when you write about such divisive tops as race, sexuality and celebrities. But in a country (Australia) where I've yet to meet a single person who gets Donald Trump, I certainly wasn't expecting a simple "Preach it, Cher" to get such a vitriolic response.
I wonder what he thought of the clapping.