#Inductive generalization

[easynotes4u]

Deductive and Inductive Reasoning - Syllogism, Analogical, Statistical & Casual Reasoning

In this article we will discuss about various types of deductive and Inductive reasoning such as Syllogism, Analogical, Statistical & Casual Reasoning. DEDUCTIVE REASONING Deductive reasoning is a simple form of arriving at a conclusion by joining two or more pieces of information. It is a process of logical reasoning which processes two or more premises to arrive at a logical conclusion.…

[cookinguptales]

I won't tell anyone if I win the lottery, but there will be signs.

[falinscloaca]

the misbegotten are sooo underrated its insane

[quietwingsinthesky]

im the outcast of a hip hop & rap family. every family reunion they make fun of the time i thought snoop dogg was a nickname for scooby-doo.

[basementstalker]

Loneliness induction type

(isolator, koritsu yuudou-gata, 孤立誘導型)

By target: love interest

Love trope:

Seeking to have their love interest all to themselves, these type of yandere characters work from the opposite end compared to the removal type. They don't target their love interest's friends or other relations but rather their love interest. They sow mistrust and put other blocks in the way between their love interest and the rest of the world. They wait until their love interest is in need of someone and become that someone for their love interest. Overtime, as a result of having no one else to trust or rely on, the love interest devotes themselves fully to their yandere.

It could be that the yandere believes that many, or most, if not all, of people are corrupt and untrustworthy, or it could just be that they wish to strengthen the bonds between themselves and their love interest to a disturbing degree.

A love interest who goes along with this may end up behaving like a yandere because they are very isolated. Although this might appear as a good thing to the yandere character, or an other dere type they're in love with, it's only a temporary change. It doesn't reflect their true love type.

Although they are seen by many as divisive, they really just want their love interest to trust and be open and vulnerable around them and them only. If those around the love interest support the relationship, they may decide that loneliness isn't really necessary for their blossoming love.

Shock trope:

They induce mental trauma into their love interest's head in order to push them away from others. They make themselves out to be their love interest's best option, making the love interest believe that all the others will betray them and that the yandere is the only one who can be trusted, but they actually just want to isolate their love interest. They destroy relationships and ruin families to get their love interest as isolated and vulnerable as possible.

They can also provoke the love interest to be the one people don't want to approach, rather than the other way around. They will be the ones responsible of the people around the love interest starting to fear or be disgusted by the love interest, spreading rumors or false evidence that make the love interest look horrible so no one else will want to be around them, not even family and friends, leaving the yandere to be the only person the love interest can rely on and feel accepted and loved by. By doing this, the people close to the love interest will eventually disappear from their lives by their own volition, and the only one around to show their "understanding" and “compassion” to the love interest will be the yandere, without anyone else getting in the way.

Normally, the love interest will not know that the yandere is the culprit of their recent misfortune, many can even begin to hate themselves due to all the hate they receive from others, until the yandere comes to their aid to give them the love and support they need. Whether the love interest knows or discovers who their true enemy is, that being the yandere, they will have only the yandere in their life now, and therefore no choice other than to accept their love.

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[wolfsbaneandthistle]

Image ID: four speculative aliens stand in a small cluster. They are all Zoronxie aliens, which are bipedal and raptor-like with a long tail, wings, and a segmented neck. They have claws on their wings, and four hooves. Their faces are solid, being the same material as their hooves and claws, and point up into a pair of horns. At the edges are two guards. Their feather are a muted purple, and they both wear a long cloak that covers their backs. They figures in the middle are much more colorful and decorated. On the right, leaning down and into the path of his friend, is a brighter purple Zoronxie. The purple varies between darker and lighter colors in a pleasant mottled pattern, and wears some very bright, decorative yellow clothes as well. To his left is the even more decorated prophet-pope, as marked by the cloaks covering his wings and eyes. The prophet-pope is a light blue, nearly green color. They, distinctly, has no patterning. Their clothes are a dusty orange, with flowery embroidery stretching over their wing cloak. End ID.

A politician interrupts the current prophet-pope’s, walk in order to question them about a recent funding decision.

The prophet-pope is the spiritual and political leader of the Coalesced House of Hunters, Warriors, and Chime-ringers*. The current prophet-pope, Dirrum, was announced in the year 3,547 galactic, and was inducted in the year 3,553. They have described their heir, but as of yet no-one has been announced.

Leave now or read on forever.

Prophet-popes** fulfill the role of, surprise, both a prophet and a pope-like figure for the Coalesced House. They receive visions, interpret them, and discuss them with their people, and they also make decisions, organize funding, and make deals on behalf of the organizations.

There is a caveat to this, however. Prophet-popes are expected to live completely within the bounds of the House, and rely on the assistance and care of the people there. This job is usually left to those with the rank of elder, but some tasks may be doled out to other workers within the House.

Prophet-popes, in order to receive visions more fully, rely on their community more fully, and to become closer to the original prophet-pope, are ritualistically blinded once they are inducted. This is the final action in the induction, and afterwards the person is considered a full prophet-pope. At some point during their work a prophet-pope will receive visions of another Zoronxie. Repetitively, and with consistent descriptions, the prophet-pope will come to see someone they have never met- and even be able to describe how they look without the aid of their original vision. Once this person is described, members of the House will go out in search of this person. Once they are found, they are announced to be the heir to the prophet-pope. They will then take an apprenticeship under the current prophet-pope, remaining under their wing until they pass. The apprentice with then go through their own inductions, and become the next prophet-pope.

The two guards in the drawing are elders of the Coalesced House, as marked by their docked tails. By coincidence they both have asymmetrical horns, with the one on the left having a horn that is misaligned and bending backwards, and the guard on the right having a cut horn. Cut or damaged horns, claws, and horns are not uncommon amongst the hunters and warriors of the House. In fact, misaligned horns and damaged hooves are common among all Zoronxie, no matter the career, age, or illness.

It should also be said that the politician is being just barely respectful towards the prophet-pope. Lowering the head and pointing the horns is a sign of aggression, defensiveness, or plain rudeness. By lowering his entire body and just barely tilting his head up enough to be polite, the politician can display his anger without it exactly being a threat.

*The Coalesced House of Hunters, Warriors, and Chime-ringers- this is absolutely a mistranslation. While all the words may technically be true, none of the actual meaning is conveyed. Hunter and warrior are two divisions of the same career path within the House, pronounced ‘ahcl.tihl’ (.t being an upper jaw click) and ‘eyt,tlk’ (,t being a lower jaw click, or a clap for humans) respectively.

Ahcl.tihl, translated to hunter, is someone who travels outside of the bounds of the House in order to gather supplies, hunt for food, seek knowledge, or defend the house itself. This includes those that travel to other countries, city-states, or states, as well as those that travel towards the sun and into the monsoon desert, and those that travel away from the sun and into the cold desert. Lirck was an elder hunter that specialized in both travel to other countries for knowledge, and travel to the cold desert for supplies and food. Ey,tlk, or warrior, is someone who would do anything a hunter would do within the bounds of the House. Ey,tlk tend to lean towards gathering food and defending the House more than Ahcl.tihl do.

House is also a mistranslation. ‘Coalesced gathering’ would be more accurate. Temple, church, or hall would be more apt to refer to the physical buildings where the gathering is done.

Chime-ringers is not a mistranslation, but it doesn’t reveal any of the context behind the term. Chime-ringer is a reference to the noise a deity or spirit*** makes when in the presence of someone with enough awareness to hear them. It’s said that they often decorate themselves with trinkets and jewelry over their lifetimes, which makes a noise similar to a bell or a wind chime when they move.

**Prophet-popes hold no correlation to earth prophets or the earth pope. Prophet is a fitting term, but pope is a misnomer. Pope does convey the importance of the figure, but the actual position holds no actual similarities outside of occasional decision-making.

***That is not a deity and that is not a spirit.

[blistering-typhoons]

friends of my mother offered me a cabin in their forest (it's like a conservation/marketplace type deal) for a few days, cuz mother mentioned my writer's block to them, so now i get to entertain myself by thinking what to say to them when they ask me what i'm writing

[softquietsteadylove]

My request is quite suspense and it has 3 parts. Can you write about Thena settling and adjusting to Gil's house, just them together at peace. Them going to the market, Thena doing unusual things like eating raw fish that made Gil startled and also the market lady. I could also imagine him bringing her to a library and she loved it there.

Just them being happy and at peace together going through adventures (you can write more). But...end it with Gil having to ask Thena to stay for a while, and then Thena saw a man giving a paper to every person he had passed, he gave her a piece of that mysterious paper too, and left. She tried to understand what was written into it but all she understood is the word 'Treasure'. When Gil cameback, he just saw Thena examining a paper. He gently took it away from her hand despite the panic he's feeling, he crumpled and thrown it away. He held her to rush home. The paper has announcement in it with a reward, Kro is haunting the person that stole the treasure he caught. (He calls the mermaid he caught which happens to be Thena as 'treasure').

Thena eyed the fresh fish laid out for sale. She had been tempted to take a bite of one earlier but Gil had quickly snatched it away from her before she could. She knew that humans would sometimes eat raw fish, but apparently that required more preparation.

He was jumpy about them being out of the house and on the mainland, but he needed supplies, and by his own reasoning, maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to get her more used to humans.

She moved away from the fishmongering stall to another. Gil was talking with someone he had known for quite some time, and she didn't want to deny him the time to socialise. He was already cooped up on the island with her enough.

"Hello there, dear."

Thena smiled - remembering to keep her lips closed over her fangs - at the woman to her right. She had a stall of fruit, all vibrantly coloured and fragrant. "Hello."

"I haven't seen you here before," the older woman said gently from her seat of a few fish crates stacked up.

Thena looked back at Gil and clasped her hands together. "I'm...here with someone."

"Ah," the woman nodded her understanding, able to follow Thena's eyes back to Gil as if the line were drawn through the air. "There were rumours that Gil had found himself a lady. Never thought I'd see the day."

"Found a lady?" Thena asked, fidgeting with the shawl Gil had given her for 'sunburn', so he said. Why was skin averse to the very thing it needed to live?

"Oh, it's an expression, love," she waved off with a raspy chuckle. "I mean that Gil has never really seemed interested in finding a lady friend before. But I'm glad he's found someone nice for himself."

Ah, she was referring to mates. Humans had a plethora of names for a person who was some form of mate or another. There were varying degrees of matehood. She had heard the word 'girlfriend' applied multiple times, now. "Yes, I'm...a marine biologist. I work at a...remote outpost--usually. I know his sister."

"Oh, what a romantic story," the woman smiled, and Thena smiled again as well. "He is a handsome boy, isn't he?"

Thena wasn't entirely sure what handsome meant, but it seemed positive in this context, and if it was positive, then it applied to Gil. "Yes, I suppose he is."

"You feeling peckish, dear?" the woman finally stood, revealing her even shorter stature once she was on her feet. Thena peered over the stall containers down at her. "I saw you eyeing some of the other stalls."

"Oh," Thena mumbled out. That one in-between word could say quite a lot for humans. She examined the billowing white skirt of the dress she had worn (Gil had insisted she wear something Sersi had brought instead of one of his shirts).

"No, no, it's okay," the sweet little woman assured her. Despite her age and the slow way in which she moved, she was carving up a mango with frightening precision. "It makes you hungry, being here, right?"

"Right," Thena confirmed, watching with a certain amount of fascination as the woman worked. She had only really eaten what Gil made her, and she had never tried fruit before; she already knew she hated plenty of vegetables. But the way the woman was peeling and cutting the fruit so skilfully reminded her of watching Gil de-bone fish.

"Here," the sweet woman handed over the slices of mango in a bag. "A little snack for you."

"Um," Thena looked over at Gil. Things here required a trade, all exclusively done in little coins or paper--and he had them all.

"On the house," the woman laughed, even more so when Thena tilted her head a few times. "I mean it's free, dearie. Consider it a welcome gift to the market--and to get that handsome boyfriend of yours out of the house more often."

Thena blushed faintly; something about the woman's wink and her tone and the way she flicked her eyes over to Gil made Thena's chest feel funny. She nodded, "thank you."

"Thena!" Gil called out as he jogged over to them, his shining new toolbox fully stocked with all the specialty gear he would need for boats. "Sorry, I lost track of time. You find something?"

The woman waved her bony hand as Gil started clumsily fishing around in his pockets for change. "You stop it, I told her it was on me."

"A-Are you sure?"

"First timer's discount," the woman gave them a somewhat crooked thumbs up. Thena returned the gesture, having seen it on the box at home. The woman laughed. "Bring your girlfriend around more, Gil!"

Gil blushed much more brightly than Thena did. Well, his blood was a lot warmer than hers. He took her hand in his again, as he had been doing since getting to land, "y-yes, ma'am."

Thena waved to the new friend she had made before slurping back a slice of mango and swallowing it whole. "Hm!"

"Chew your food, Angelfish," Gil reminded her, once again anchored to her side and keeping a watch around them for anyone noticing a little too much about her.

"Gil, this is amazing," Thena beamed. "It goes down like a fish, but it's sweet, like candy!"

Gil chuckled; he had let her try just a few kinds of candy here and there, testing to see if she would even like it. Some she did, some she didn't, but he always remembered what she ended up liking. "Mango is pretty common around here. We can buy some to bring home."

Thena's eyes widened, and Gil nodded to assure her that he was serious. "She was right, I should get you out of the house more often."

"Maybe," he admitted, much to her delight.

"Really, Gil," Thena gave his hand a squeeze, her fingers meshed together with his like the loops of a net. "I think it's good for you to be here and not...what is it you say?"

He sighed, "cooped up?"

"That," Thena rested her head on his arm as they walked. "You seem quite happy here, and your friends have missed you."

"I don't have to come to the market all that often anyway," he argued, although Thena gave his arm a bop with her head (both of her hands otherwise occupied). "I guess you're right; it's nice to get out and see these guys."

Thena looked behind them at the woman getting further away. "I would like to come and visit her again."

Gil took advantage of her position and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "okay, Angelfish. We'll come back soon."

Thena sighed as she leaned against him again. The salty air of the water combined with the sun on her skin and Gil's warmth beside her made all the comforts of home. If she had her tail it would be wagging like a fool.

"Take one, take one!"

Thena tilted her head at the strange man walking through the market, making a ruckus. He was handing out paper to everyone he passed, including those who clearly didn't want it.

"Ma'am!"

Thena frowned at the paper shoved at her. She was going to let it fall, still holding onto her mango, but Gil picked it up, whisking it over to himself. She caught the word 'treasure' zooming by. "What does it say?"

"Hm," he grunted, balling it up and shoving it in his pocket, "just something about a treasure. Some nut job is looking for it."

"Oh," Thena said quietly, curious about Gil's resistance to even let her look at it. He didn't usually keep things from her, but he didn't seem very happy to be handed litter.

"We better get back," he said suddenly, stopping them dead in their tracks and starting to turn to walk them out of the market again. "Before the weather turns."

"O-Okay," Thena blinked, but followed as he more and more urgently started walking back the way they came. She didn't smell any changes in the wind off the water, though. Something had turned his mood on a dime, and it was that paper. Thena leaned over.

"Wh-Thena!" Gil attempted to stop her, but she reached around the back of him and snatched the paper out of his pocket.

She frowned at it; maybe she could see what had gotten him so panicked. It was a reward being offered for a lost 'treasure'; she hadn't quite mastered numbers yet, but it seemed to take up a lot of room, so it was probably of high value. And she recognised a few of the words in the description of such treasure, including 'pale' and 'blonde'. She looked at Gil.

"Come on, Thena," he tugged at her hand again, his worry all over his face, "please."

She tucked herself against him as they scurried out of the market. She was still holding the paper, "it's me, isn't it?"

"Must be." He sounded stressed.

Thena just barely managed to smile and wave at her new friend before they were almost at a jogging pace. She squeezed Gil's hand, "it'll be okay, Gil."

He sighed again, his face knotted up like bleached and broken coral, "will it?"

[waltzofphoenix]

ON THE YOUNGEST EVER CALVARY CAPTAIN

Diluc received his Vision a few days before his Knights of Favonious entrance exam, during a very intense training session. He passed all of his tests with outstanding marks and was given the rank of Calvary Captain immediately upon his induction to the order.

Was this due to his father's influence and close friendship with Varka? Perhaps. Even so, Diluc truly believed he deserved the position, and his predecessor was content to retire quietly and let the young lad have his day in the sun.

After all, Diluc had spent his childhood roaming about the fields he now patrolled. And now? He also had the power to defend them.

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These days, the regulations are a bit more strict.

Diluc is also the reason for that: his resignation was framed as an immature act from a child that got promoted too soon and was not prepared for the full responsibilities of the rank.

(This is the story that was told, even though it wasn't true.)

However, even after Varka and Jean learned more about the reasons behind Diluc's actions, they still believed the restrictions would be beneficial in the long run.

[aretrothing]

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[bubbloquacious]

Hmmmmm, so using Zorn's lemma you can prove the well-ordering principle quite easily. It's a straightforward application; you consider the poset of all partial well-orders of the set, ordered by inclusion. But, do you need the law of excluded middle (or more specifically the principle of double negation elimination, so that proofs by contradiction are valid) to show that a maximal element in this poset is in fact a well-order? Normally you go well assume there's two incomparable elements, then we can expand the well-order, so our original well-order was not maximal, which contradicts the assumption. However, it feels, vibically, like this appeal to LEM is not strictly necessary... Data-wise it seems like you don't need to create anything more out of thin air than the given maximal partial well-order.

Follower challenge: prove the well-ordering principle without the law of excluded middle using only a single appeal to Zorn's lemma.

[bigscaryd]

This but actually.

wowww okay unfollowing now! i was a huge fan of his cannibal dinner parties and artistic displays of his victim’s corpses, i had no idea he was dating one of his patients

[an-ruraiocht]

the good news is i managed to reset my internet banking on the bank account i don't use and it actually has more money in it than i thought it did so i can use this to pay for all the paint i need for my flat

the bad news is that i don't know the pin for this card and i have it written down in my house but i'm not in my house so i had to pay for today's paint/supplies with my regular card (it was over the contactless limit) and. i am a bit broke in that account at the moment. and i can't transfer it from the other account bc of not having the pin/access to certain security questions

so i'm in a weird sitch where i have the money, but the money is just in the wrong place and i cannot fix this until i get the PIN. which i am incapable of remembering. i've had this account for 4.5 years and i still don't know it, mostly because i use it about once per year and it's mainly there to give me an account that can handle cheques and international payments in a way that my main (mobile-only) bank couldn't for a while

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