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Playing goalie: why do they do it?

Angela — Thu, 11 Dec 2008 00:06:54 +0000

Goalies have a reputation for being crazy, insane, or a little “off”. What drives an individual to jump into the position? Is it an inherit personality trait? An unfortunate accident? I have my own reasons, of course, but I wondered what makes other people do it? I asked a few goalie friends of mine, and got some interesting responses.

It was an accident. Most of the people I talked to were former defensemen. Me too, I suppose. One day the goalie can’t show up, or the team loses a goalie, and the next thing you know you’re volunteering to strap on the pads. I find that you either take to it right away, or you don’t like it.

They love the thrill. Being able to trash-talk to friends about stopping all their “weak” shots is certainly fun if you’ve got friends that can handle it. (Hehe!) And there’s the ecstatic feeling of making that one stupendous save that makes everyone in the arena cheer. I’m sure every athlete regardless of sport or position knows what that feels like.

Bring on the pressure. Probably the most logic-defying reason to play goalie is actually enjoying being the last line of defense for the team. A player can not score goals and the team can still at least tie game, a defenseman can miss a check or a pass and the team can still win, but if a goalie errors more than once, it could easily spell defeat. A goalie is relies on the skill of his team to win the game as much as the team relies on the goalie to play to perfection as much as possible.

Personally, I’m a mix of all of the above. I started playing hockey when I was 22 and played defense my first year because I was one of two people on the team who could kind of skate backwards. Our goalie announced she was leaving at the end of the season and I volunteered to be goalie next year if we didn’t find another one. I played street hockey that summer in preparation, as well as some pickup here and there. I took to it right away and absolutely loved the pressure, the glory and the action. Don’t get me wrong, my team was horrible, but it certainly gave me a lot of practice.

Thanks to joecwik, joeboughner, hockeycardshow, kezbat, GhostOtaku, alaskanchick and jasonboche for their responses.

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Escape from Mumbai

Angela — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 17:31:02 +0000

I don’t normally pass on emails, nor do I write about them (unless they send me into a rage) but this was particularly bone-chilling, and brought tears to my eyes.

The following is an email from Jonathan Ehrlich to his friends and family following his recent brush with death and escape from Mumbai during the recent terrorist attack.

Hey guys.

Got all your notes. Thank you. I’m ok. A little shaky to be honest but really just happy to be here. I can’t thank you enough for your notes.

You have no idea what the mean to me. Hope to see and speak to you all soon.

I wrote the following on the plane.

It’s 3.33 am Thursday Nov 27th. And I am writing this from Jet Airways flight 0227, First leg of the Mumbai - Brussels - Toronto - Vancouver journey . It is a stream of “adrenaline” piece. I apologize in advance for the grammatical errors. But I wanted it raw and unedited.

First, some context.

I have always been truly blessed. Lucky to be born to the most love a child could ever wish for. Luck to be born into a family that prided itself on teaching me how to be a man. Lucky to have been protected and sheltered by three strong, decent brothers. Lucky to have found and married the kindest heart on the face of the earth. Lucky to be blessed beyond blessed with four healthy, beautiful children. Lucky to have wonderful friends who tolerate my idiosyncrasies.

Tonight, these blessings, these gifts of love and life bestowed upon me, this incredible good fortune, saved my life. And I honestly don’t know why.

The details.

I am in Mumbai on business. I’m staying at the Trident hotel. It’s sister hotel, the Oberai, is right next-door and attached by a small walkway.

I had dinner by myself in the Oberai lobby after some late meetings.

I retired upstairs to my room. About 10min later my colleague, Alex Chamerlin, text-ed asking me to join him and his friend in the Oberai lounge for a drink. I started to make my way out the door but decided that I was really too tired. I had a 7am flight, and needed to be up at 5. Rest beckoned. I closed the light, got into bed and quickly fell asleep. Lucky life-saving decision number 1.

About 1hr later there was knock at my door. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang (they have doorbells for hotel rooms here - who’da thunk?). I thought - who the hell is knocking at my door? Turn down service? This late? Forget it. So I just lay there and hoped they would go away. Lucky life-saving decision number 2.

Five minutes later I heard and felt a huge bang. I got up and went to look out the window. A huge cloud of grey smoke billowed up from the road below.

I thought. Fireworks? I didn’t see anyone milling about so knew something wasn’t right. I started to walk to the light switch when - BANG - another huge explosion shook the entire hotel.

Oh fuck, I thought. Is that what I think this is? I opened the door to the hallway. A few people were already outside.

I heard the word “bomb”.

Oh shit. Oh shit I thought.

I’d like to tell you that I calmly collected my myself and my things and proceeded to the exits.

I didn’t. An adrenaline explosion erupted inside me and almost lifted me off the floor. And I began to move. Really move.

I went back inside, quickly packed my stuff and went back into the hall.

I ran to the emergency exit and started making my way down the stairs (I was on the 18th floor).

There were a few people in the stairwell. I was flying by them. I swear I could have run a marathon in 2hrs. I felt like pure energy.

About halfway down, I called my friend Mark, told him what had happened and asked him to get me a flight - any flight - the hell out of Mumbai.

I got to the lobby level. There was a crowd of people in the corridor.
No one moving. No one doing anything. No hotel staff. No security people.

Shit. I thought. We are sitting ducks.

I decided to get out of there. First, into the lobby.

I stepped through the door into the silent lobby. My first sight was a blood soaked plastic bag and bloody footsteps leading into the reception area. I proceeded forward. The windows were shattered and glass was everywhere.
There wasn’t a soul around.

Bad decision, I thought. I quickly retreated to the corridor. The crowd of people had grown.

We’ve got to get out of here I yelled. Let’s go.

I looked around for the emergency exit and started running towards it.

I made my way through the bowels of the hotel and out into a dark alley. It was empty and silent. I looked to my left and about 100m away saw a few security guards milling about.

Run they screamed. I began to move toward them.

I reached the main street and was immediately swept up into the Indian throngs (for those who have been to Mumbai, you know what I mean).
People everywhere. But they were all eerily quiet. No one was talking.
No car horns. Nothing.

I started yelling “airport airport”.

Some one (a hotel cook I believe) grabbed me and my bag and threw me in a rusty mini-cab.

As I sped away, I didn’t see a single police car nor hear a single siren.
Just the sound of this shit-box car speeding down the deserted road.

Traffic was stop and go. I made it to the airport in about 1hr, cleared customs and buried myself in a corner of a packed departure lounge, called my wife, called my parents and brothers and started emailing those friends who knew I was in Mumbai.

Sadly, Alex - my colleague who texted me for a drink - and his friend were not so lucky. The terrorists stormed into the lobby bar and killed several people. They took Alex and his friend hostage and started to march them up to the roof of the hotel.

About half way up, Alex managed to escape (he ducked through an open door and hid) but his friend was caught. And as I write this, that poor man is still on the roof of the Oberai.

Alex is safe but as expected, extremely worried about his friend.

I’m telling you right now. If I decided to meet Alex for that drink tonight I’d either be dead, a hostage on the roof of a building 30 hours away from everyone I love or - if I had the balls of Alex - a stupid-but-lucky-to-be-alive jerk.

And remember that knock/ring at my door? Well, I subsequently learned that the first thing the terrorists did was get the names and room numbers of western guests. They then went to the rooms to find them.
Ehrlich, with an E, room 1820.
I’ll bet my entire life savings that they were the knock at my door.

Thank god for jet lag.
Thank god for “cranky tired Jonny” (as many of my friends and family know so
well) that compelled to get into and stay in bed.
Thank god for being on the 18th floor.
Thank god for the kind kind people of Mumbai of helped me tonight. The wonderfully kind hotel staff. That cook. My cab driver who constantly said “relaxation” “relaxation” “I help” and who kept me in the cab when we hit a particularly gnarly traffic jam and i wanted to get out and walk. And for other people in traffic who, upon hearing from my own cab driver that I was at the Oberai, literally risked life and limb to stop traffic to let us get by (as again, only those who have been to Mumbai can truly appreciate).

Mumbai is a tragically beautiful place. Incredibly sad. But I am convinced that its inhabitants are definitely children of some troubled but immensely soulfully god.

I’m sitting on plane (upgraded to first class….see, told you I’m lucky ?).
Just had the best tasting bowl of corn flakes I’ve ever had in my life.
Hennessey coursing through my veins. Concentration starting to loosen and sleep beginning to creep onto my horizon.

I still feel a bit numb. But mostly I feel like I’ve just watched a really really bad movie staring me. Because right now, it all doesn’t feel real.
Maybe a few hours of CNN will knock me into reality. But the truth is numb is fine with me for a while. If I do end up thinking about the what if’s, I don’t really want to do that until I’m much much closer to home. And I have 30 more hours of travel time to go.

But before I sign off, let me say this.

The people who did this have no souls. They have no hearts. They are simply the living manifestation of evil and they only know killing and murder.
We - all of us - need to understand that. Their target tonight was first and foremost Americans. Why? Because they fear everything that America stands for. They fear hope and change and freedom and peace. Let’s make no mistake; they would have shot me and my children point blank tonight with out a moment’s hesitation. Most of us sorta know that but sometimes we equivocate. We can’t equivocate. Not ever.

I know that I want to go back. Lay some flowers. Wrap my arms around these people. Say thank you. Spend some money on overpriced hotel gifts and tip well. And generally give the bastards who did this the big fuck you and show them that I am not - I repeat not - afraid of them.

But first I need to go squeeze my wife. Dry her tears. Then have her dry mine as I hold my beautiful beautiful babies who will be
(thankfully) oblivious to all of this. Because isn’t that what life is really about?

I appreciate you taking the time to listen.

With much much love.

Jonathan Ehrlich

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How to stop your Windows Vista computer from rebooting automatically

Angela — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 19:37:43 +0000

Windows Vista automatically reboots after a specific time period if you have Automatic Updates automatically downloading new updates. I like my updates to download and install, and complete the install the next time I reboot. I’ve implemented the following on my laptop because I do reboot it fairly frequently.

I wouldn’t necessarily recommend this for a desktop, or a system that is not often rebooted because Windows updates can affect currently running services. Instead, for those systems, I suggest downloading updates and choosing when to install them.

The good stuff:

1. Click the Windows Logo (Start button), type “gpedit.msc” and press Enter.
2. Expand Computer Configuration, Administrative Templates, Windows Components, then select Windows Update.
3. Open “No auto-restart with logged on users…”
4. Choose “Enable” and click OK.

That should do it!

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Get Twitter Replies Sent to You Automatically

Angela — Tue, 25 Nov 2008 18:10:46 +0000

I’m addicted to my Blackberry. I’m addicted to Twitter. I’m on TwitterBerry all the time. Unfortunately, one of the things I find myself doing repeatedly (other than reading my Friend’s Timeline, which is never NOT new) is loading my @goaliegirl replies. It would be really nice to be able to get an email (or SMS) notification rather than repeatedly loading it in Twitterberry.

I have never been able to get SMS to work right, and even then it’s only for people you select to follow with SMS, and I don’t really need that either.

I tried a few RSS-to-email services before I found the right one that worked well. Thanks to Dave Fleet (@davefleet) for pointing me to Notify.me.

Here’s what I did:

1. Go to Advanced Twitter Search.

2. In the People section, the “To this person” field, enter the Twitter name. (Optionally you can also put the name in the “Referencing this person” field, or whatever search method you choose!)

3. Search.

4. Click on the “Feed for this query” link and copy the URL.

5. Sign up at Notify.me Enter a username, password and email address.

6. Click “Skip Account Setup”. Then click on “Sources” and add the URL from Step 4.

7. Click on “Your Account”, then Destinations. Use the “validate” link to validate your email address (or set up SMS if you like). They’ll send you a code.

8. Once validated, make sure email is turned ON in the Account/Destinations page. (Even after I set up my email, it wasn’t on by default.)

6. Voila!

You may have to wait a bit for it to “catch up”. It took a few hours for me, but once it did, it’s working great. I’m now getting all @goaliegirl Tweets in my Inbox.

Update: Emails don’t show who sent the @ and SMS updates are cut off, but it’s still WAY faster than TweetBeep.

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In-tweet Ads: The downfall of Twitter?

Angela — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 23:16:03 +0000

Magpie, Twittad and the like will be the downfall of twitter. At least, if they are widely adopted.

(No I did not sign up.)

Sure, it looks like you can earn lots of money. But what happens when it catches on because all the Cool Kids are doing it? And believe me, the Cool Kids are the only ones that will be able to command any type of monetary value out of it. Your Twitter stream will suddenly be filled with ads. First it will be ads for related social networking sites, then ads for contest for the latest gaming system or game, then onto weight loss and hookup sites.

Jeramiah Yang (@jowyang) said, “Can you imagine Magpie in real life? At coffee with your friends, then all of the sudden they blurt out “BUY PUMPKIN FRAPPAMOCHA NOW!” in a Tweet today. It’s funny…but it has a ring of truth in it, doesn’t it?

Magpie and Twittad want to put words in your mouth. Tweet content for you. Imagine if the majority, or even a large percentage, of the people YOU follow joined their services or others like it.

Boycott Twittad and Magpie. Keep the noise down. #notwitter ads - Please retweet!

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How not to be spammy on Twitter: a customer’s point of view

Angela — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 15:10:05 +0000

I don’t use Twitter to promote my business. (Although, if I add a few non-location based services I just might.) I primarily use Twitter to feed my ADD tendencies and fulfill my social-networking addiction.

I’m not nearly as picky about who I follow as I should be, but I’m more selective than most (I think). “To follow or not to follow” is a topic for a whole new post.

One of the number one most important qualities of a “good” Twitterer is to not be spammy. That is guaranteed to make someone either NOT follow you, or UNfollow you. Here’s my short, practical tips on gaining faithful and interested followers.

1. Don’t send uninvited links via DM. This is probably my number one pet peeve on Twitter. Someone will follow me, then I’ll take a look at their twitter stream and I’ll follow them back if they seem okay. Five minutes later I get a DM, “Hi, thanks for the follow! Check out my website at www.coolestproductsever.com!” Well, DUH. I could see that in your profile. But thanks for making me feel like I signed up for a newsletter. So, I unfollow.

If someone is interested, i.e. asks you a question, and you have a relevant blog post or product, THEN it’s okay. Otherwise it’s uninvited (read: SPAM).

2. Interesting content in your Twitter stream. Don’t just post links to your products or latest blog post. If I go to someone’s Twitter page and there’s nothing but links, on EVERY post, I’m most likely not going to follow. Talk about what you’re doing that’s not business related too. Be personable! Which leads me to the next topic…

3. Make friends. Find like-minded Twitterers and follow them. Learn from them, share your own experiences. Don’t forget, these friends can be non-business related as well. They can be local, they can be interested in some of the same hobbies as you, follow people who you’re interested in.

4. Don’t worry about your follower/followee ratio. Who cares if you follow someone and they don’t follow you back? Did you follow them just to be followed back, or did you follow them because you were interested in them?

5. Promote others. If you have a Twitter friend that’s really cool, or is doing something really cool, spread the word! Although, don’t go hog-wild, that’s spammy too. Be selective.

6. Target your audience. Do you know who your audience is? Don’t say “everyone” because that’s not true. Who is most likely to benefit from your service or product?

7. Don’t just use Twitter. If you’re only using Twitter to promote yourself, you’re doing yourself a disservice. Diversify where you advertise yourself. Join other social networks, use Google Ads, trade links with those in your industry, and leverage SEO.

Feel free to follow me (or not!) on Twitter: @goaliegirl.

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Hello, Atlantic City!

Angela — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 05:59:02 +0000

We took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Atlantic City this weekend. We got woke up, sent the boy off to school (he’s with his Dad this weekend) and headed off to AC. I had never been and although it was a long drive, we were up for it. I was very sad about missing trick-or-treating this weekend, but I will make it up to him somehow. I love my boy!

The drive down was very scenic. We’re at the end of the color-changing season for fall, but there was still plenty of red and gold to go around. Plus the scenery through PA was absolutely gorgeous!

It took us about 8.5 hours to go from Ancaster to Atlantic City, and that was with some traffic in Philly due to the Phillies World Series something-or-other + rush-hour. Sorry, I don’t follow baseball enough to know more than that.

We landed at AC right at sunset, so there wasn’t too much to see other than the lights of the casino — which was enough to invigorate us! After checking in, we took a short walk on the boardwalk and then visited the Claridge. I wanted to see it because it’s “classic” AC, and seemed like a fun thing to do. Then we headed over to Bally’s and played some pai gow tiles in the Asian Games room. Very, very cool. Despite being the only “white” players in the room, and being asked several times if we’re sure we know this game…it only took a few hands for them to realize that we indeed, do know the game.

Pai Gow Tiles is one of the best games in the casino, in my opinion. It’s a difficult game to learn, and is really a slow win or loss, but it’s fun. I’m affectionately known as “the white girl that plays tiles” at Fallsview, Niagara Falls.

One of the really cool things about Atlantic City is that two of the three casinos we ventured into had the Asian Games room. Baccarat, Pai Gow tiles, Pai Gow poker, and a game called Asian Poker that we didn’t get a chance to try out. We’ll have to go back to try out Asian Poker because it’s apparently only played in AC.

We also did a bit of shopping. There’s a big outlet/big box section not far from the shore. We hit a few stores. I was in desperate need of some fall/winter clothing for work. I have to be presentable to clients and not everyone can appreciate my Green Lantern sweatshirt.

We also ate at Morton’s and The Melting Pot. Both were amazing. Morton’s was delectable and The Melting Pot was intimate and fun. You can expect The Melting Pot in your area soon because the fondue fad is spreading and so growth of that particular restaurant. It was a great dinner and I would highly recommend it for any date (first date or gazillionth).

I took a picture with my Blackberry and sent it to Tony at What I See Out My Window.

We left this morning and took a different way back, this time through Reading instead of Scranton. (Sorry I missed you, Whistler!) It was still a long drive, but just as pretty. Jake took some great pictures on the way back. I hope to coax him into offloading them soon.

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8 Annoying Oversights Arena Designers Make

Angela — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 04:42:33 +0000

Normally I detest top X lists, but I started making this one in my head tonight as I parked in an arena for a late game, and I figured it would be a fun post for a Friday.

1. The parking lot is 5 miles from the front door. Seriously, hockey players and especially goalies have to carry a lot of crap all the way from the automobile to the door. There’s a reason a ton of hockey bags have wheels now, but that doesn’t make it okay to require us to walk to the arena from Timbuktu. And wheels suck in the snow.

2. The doors are “regular” size. Dude, hockey bags don’t fit through doors very easily. Oversized doors and/or working sliding doors are an amazing invention. Use them!

3. Stairs between the ice and the change room. (OMG, I have become Canadianized, I don’t say “locker room” anymore!) Believe it or not, I’ve seen this on a few occasions. And one arena near Waterloo, Ontario actually super narrow stairs with a turn-around in the middle of the flight of stairs. Try getting through there with goalie equipment on. I’m 5′ tall and it’s a squeeze.

4. No visible board for change room numbers. Even worse is when they make you give your keys for a room key, and it’s a late game, so the attendant is no where to be found when you need to get your keys back.

4. No bar. For Pete’s sake, this should be a requirement!

5. No benches or viewing area. If it’s a super-cold rink, the very basic glass dividing the foyer and the rink is much appreciated by fans.

6. Boards that are ridiculously high — not suitable for jumping over. There’s an arena (in London, Ontario I think) that, I kid you not, the boards come nearly up to my neck. Not only that, but the doors are half the size of normal. Line changes are not swift.

7. Tiny change rooms. You have to have enough to fit 10-15 hockey players and their equipment.

8. I saved the best for last. Only a urinal in the change room. No toilet. I’m not kidding. Almost as bad is when there’s no door!

I’m sure there are more. Feel free to add your own!

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Please Don’t Replace Text Articles with Video

Angela — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 17:56:39 +0000

I’m increasingly seeing short videos replacing actual written articles. Not complementing, “replacing”. And I’m not a fan of it.

I can’t skim a video. With all the content out there on the Internet that I’m aching to consume, I don’t have time to watch even a 60 second video. I currently have 11,162 unread items in my RSS reader. Now, granted, I’ve become pretty good at filtering out what I don’t care about. I drop feeds I don’t read and skim through the feeds I do for information that interests me. (Sifting through the noise can be a whole new post, I thnk!) But when I click through to the website, if necessary, and I’m presented with a video, I’m just annoyed. If I *know* it’s a video, I’m actually less likely to visit the site.

Online video certainly has its place. I frequently visit YouTube with my 5 year old and watch videos of sharks. I’ve watched a TV show or two online, although I normally download them. I’ve looked for video content of “how to” do some hardware repairs. But in all of these cases I’m seeking the video out, not being bombarded with it upon entry to a site.

What do you think?

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Barack Obama is NOT Muslim

Angela — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 19:01:05 +0000

I was sent an email today that seemed to have two purposes. It was a chain email from a Dr. John Tisdale urging Christians to not vote for Barack Obama. It also claims that Barack Obama is the Anti-Christ.

I find the email I was sent horrendously offensive for several reasons but primarily because it’s clearly based on something other than fact. People need to do their OWN research about political candidates and not believe every email that comes in their inbox. And coming from a supposed “Doctor” John Tisdale that purports to be a Christian does not make it credible.

Here is the email:

Subj: REVELATION CHAP. 13

This will make you re-think:

A Trivia question in Sunday School:

How long is the beast allowed to have authority in Revelations?

Revelations Chapter 13 tells us it is 42 months, and you know what that is. Almost a four-year term of a Presidency. All I can say is ” Lord, Have mercy on us!”

According to The Book of Revelations the anti-Christ is:

The anti-Christ will be a man, in his 40’s, of MUSLIM descent, who will deceive the nations with persuasive language, and have a MASSIVE Christ-like appeal…the prophecy says that people will flock to him and he will promise false hope and world peace, and when he is in power, will destroy everything…

Do we recognize this description??

I STRONGLY URGE each one of you to post this as many times as you can! Each opportunity that you have to send it to a friend or media outlet.. do it! I refuse to take a chance on this unknown candidate who came out of nowhere.

From: Dr. John Tisdale

Dear Friends,

As I was listening to a news program last night, I watched in horror as Barack Obama made the statement with pride. “We are no longer a Christian nation; we are now a nation of Christians, Jews, Muslims, Buddhists…” As with so many other statements I’ve heard him (and his wife) make, I never thought I’d see the day that I’d hear something like that from a presidential candidate in this nation. To think our forefathers fought and died for the right for our nation to be a Christian nation–and to have this man say with pride that we are no longer that. How far this nation has come from what our founding fathers intended it to be. I hope that each of you will do what I’m doing now–send your concerns, written simply and sincerely, to the Christians on your email list. With God’s help, and He is still in control of this nation and all else, we can show this man and the world in November that we are, indeed, still a Christian nation!

Please pray for our nation!

How offensive!

Obama is not a Muslim. (Source) A quick internet search of “Obama is not Muslim” returns a plethora of articles indicating such and the source link I’ve given provides plenty of support to that fact.

He did not say “we are no longer a Christian nation”. He said we are no longer ‘just’ a Christian nation, but a nation of many other faiths as well. The actual quote is, “Whatever we once were, we are no longer a Christian nation – at least, not just. We are also a Jewish nation, a Muslim nation, a Buddhist nation, and a Hindu nation, and a nation of nonbelievers.” (Video) Thank you Doctor, for twisting it to suit your own purposes.

The claim that Our forefathers did not live and die to make the United States of America a Christian nation. Just the opposite, in fact. They fought for the separation of Church and state!

And the Anti-Christ? Come on. So 42 months is “almost” a four-year term. Does that mean every President is a potential Anti-Christ? And it mentions “massive Christ-like appeal” in the same email that claims he’s Muslim. That’s a little contradictory, isn’t it? “He will promise false hope and world peace” — also a typical Presidential candidate promise, right?

And exactly where in Revelations does it say the Anti-Christ will be of Muslim descent?

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