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BG 225 – Clap for yourself

Lately, I’ve noticed something special when I’m watching, for example, a quiz on TV.
As soon as someone has won a round of the quiz, or the whole quiz, and the other attendees clap for her or him, the person in question simply claps along.
Apparently, that clapping is contagious and the winner automatically participates, instead of receiving the praise with a grateful nod or smile.
Why applaud yourself?
Do they have no idea that the applause is meant for them, and just mindlessly follow the rest, like a herd animal?
Or do they consciously choose to clap for themselves?
Am I the only one who thinks that’s a little strange?

BG 134 – The Clap Cow

This morning The Maakster on her daily walk through Quiet Belgian Village came along the Noensewegel, an idyllic bicycle/footpath with on the right, behind a wire mesh fence and then a ditch, cows in meadows. It was customary in good weather for a group of cows to be in one of the meadows, but this time the farmer had spread them over several ones, probably because he had recently made hay and there was not much left to eat per field.

The Maakster stopped to look at a cow that lay close to her, a meter from the ditch, ruminating, each time banging her teeth together with a remarkable noise. As if she had bad fitting dentures.
It was really just an ugly animal. It had a dirty white color with a few light gray spots here and there that looked like you could just rinse them off with a garden hose. But she had something special: that clapping of her teeth. The beast struggled to get up with her thick elongated body on rather short legs, …

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