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Part of the answer here is also integrated design. To be able to be repaired a thing has to be designed for that, and to have identifiable parts that can be adjusted or replaced in isolation, and non-destructive disassembly.

If you have to destroy one part to adjust another, it’s not really repairable. If several functions/components are all one thing then you can’t really replace just the one.

To use a bike as an example, you can exchange wires, brake pads, seats and most other things in isolation, especially the things that are expected to wear out and need replacement. But you’re not going to replace part of your bar tape or frame, because they’re essentially one whole thing.

(Ok, you could probably weld a steel frame if you really wanted to, but I think the intent is readable.)

Oliven, Norwegian. For some reason it’s an uncountable noun.

Yeah, the left generally considers it a “fighting day” similar to March 8th. The right does gardening (to make it visible that they’re not marching). Others do whatever they feel like; not uncommon to spend the day hung over.

Kokoro.

Also have vague plans to reread Der Zauberberg

Likely also will reread V. and the Count of Monte Christo at some point.

It’s ultimately up to oneself to decide these things for oneself, but there is literature on the topic. Part of it you can just frame like the stories themselves: Is it worthwhile to read or watch a story unfold, rather than just read a summary? Is there any point to anything that ends? You know a good meal with your loved ones is going to end before you sit down—but you still choose the meal over going hungry and alone. Because the experience has value even if it ends. Some experiences are even valuable because they only existed a brief moment in time.

There are, ultimately, some stories that are so mired in despair and suffering that anyone would close the book early, but most of the stories are kind of trudging along, with their own motivations, hopes, fears and joys.

To quote another work on the topic: One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

Too recent. Let Gore win back in 2000.

Or at the very least avoid car ownership and overuse:

When you use a 3500-pound car to transport your 150-pound self around, 96 percent of the weight of that clump of matter is the car. You’re moving 25 times more junk around than you need to, and thus using 25 times more energy to do it.

Imagine that you’re hungry for lunch, so you go to a restaurant. But you don’t just order yourself a blackened salmon salad for $15.00. You order twenty five salads for $375.00! Then, you eat one of them, and leave the other 24 blackened salmon salads, $360.00 worth of food, to get collected by the waiter and slopped unceremoniously into a big black garbage bag. All that fine wild-caught Alaskan Salmon, lovingly seasoned and grilled. All the fine crumbles of feta cheese, the mango salsa, diced green onion, shaved peppers, rich zingy dressing, and everything else the chef worked on for hours – plopped into the slimy garbage bag. This is exactly what you are doing, every time you drive!

Of course, a lot of people, especially in North America, don’t really have an alternative, and they’ll be financially and bodily worse off for it.

Ibelin. Saw it in the cinema when it first came out, seemed like everybody in the audience was crying.

(It’s about a kid with a degenerative disease who connected with people through an MMO.)