New Year’s resolutions are goals individuals make to improve their family life, career prospects, spiritual growth and civic engagement.

This annual tradition is predicated on possessing a measure of optimism about the future.

But a person staring at the abyss, contemplating living the next four under the reign of a raging sociopath, afflicted with dementia and whose agenda is chaos, isn’t going to have any damn New Year’s resolutions.

So, for the first time in decades, I will not post my annual list of New Year’s resolutions.

Only lunatics or a mentally challenged persons would have the audacity to post a list of goals to improve their lives when the writing is on the wall that our democracy will devolve into a fascist Christian nationalist dystopia.

My annual list of New Year’s resolutions is postponed until the Almighty acts like a vengeful and bloodthirsty Old Testament deity again and smites Donald Trump with a terminal case of brain cancer and gonorrhea.

Happy New Year!