Prompted by a conversation at Orthometer, I posted the following:
Comment by a Deacon:
"And let's not even get into clapping after the homily."
There is a story that I heard once.
Fulton Sheen and Orson Wells were both at a gathering. Both being great orators, they were asked by the host to read Psalm 23, the Lord is My Shepherd.
Orson Wells went first, read it beautifully, and at the end, roaring applause.
Fulton Sheen read the Psalm prayerfully, quietly, reverently. At the end, there was silence.
The host quipped: one knew the psalm, one knew the shepherd.
I would think that the latter is more important.