I always debated what was worse:
People who clapped when the plane safely lands vs. People who clap in a theater after the movie is over
But now I gotta add “People who clap when the sexual assault groper is forcibly removed from the train by vigilantes.” I guess I’m pretty happy when I don’t die in a plane crash and I’m pretty satisfied at the end of a good film. And I’m always happy when rapists and gropers get caught. But no fucking chance I’m clapping and cheering out loud when any of that stuff happens.