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Python implementation of how a decision tree determines which attribute to split its data on. This specific implementation uses the Gini heterogeneity index used to determine uncertainty in ordinal data. The tree will split on the attribute that yields the smallest amount of uncertainty.

I have used this to select an attribute that yields the smallest uncertainty from two datasets: camping, and weather.

We can see that from the camping dataset, the attribute yielding the smallest Gini value is the ‘windy’ attribute. If we look at the data, we can see this was likely to happen, due to the fact that every example of a ‘windy’ value of ‘yes’ was paired with a ‘camping’ value of ‘no’.

From the weather dataset, the attribute yielding the smallest Gini value is the ‘outlook’ attribute.

Just in case you aren’t sure on what a decision tree is, follow one of these links here: [x] [x]

Read up more on the Gini heterogeneity index here: [x]

But we don’t need to worry about the boiling masses sandwiching the thin layer in which we live, since we’re so fragile and short-lived that it’s unlikely to kill us before something else does! Wait, why doesn’t that sound reassuring?

Could you imagine being this bitter, exclusive and gatekeepy that you need to frame your entire existence around a fucking GAME. 

Like, go outside, jesus christ. More people into D&D and other people’s campaigns means more D&D content, so yes, fans are just as important as players. There are THOUSANDS of people who create amazing art and content who have never played in their own campaign, and they keep this fandom alive and beautiful and ever-growing. 

Just because you’re lucky enough to have a group to play with, and by god, luckier enough to have someone actually willing to DM your games, doesn’t mean you’re a True Fan or whatever the hell that is. 

I have some players who are not into D&D beyond their own character sheet and see it as a fun thing to do when we get together but don’t seem to think about it much outside of game time, I have friends who eat, breathe and sleep D&D but are too anxious to play online or in person so they create characters and write fic. Both types of fans have a place in the community. If you love D&D, if you are invested in the success of it, you belong.

Dress this way. Don’t play sports with children. Don’t sit in the grass. Make coffee for guests and serve the men first. Don’t try to open the big heavy gate yourself. Act lady like. Etc.

Certain things I do of my own accord but it was so stressful to have to meet these expectations I’m not used to. It made me angry at certain times (which I kept to myself).

I wholeheartedly refuse to do things just because a woman is supposed to. I still like doing certain girly things (like organizing and cleaning) but typically refuse to do it if someone tells me it’s expected for a woman.

The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son.

And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’

Spoilers: that was exactly the case.

Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her.

My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y'all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood.

Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated.

There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable.

A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me. He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me.

A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl.