The new year showed up on the calendar, but the mess from the last four hasn’t gone anywhere. We’re still saddled with a president who won’t concede, a Congress trying to pretend rules can hold back a tide, and neighbors who’d rather repeat slogans than face facts. People keep posting “2021 will be better.” Better how? Nothing in this country resets because the ball dropped in Times Square. Problems don’t respect calendars. They carry over, like unpaid bills. And right now, the tab is still running.
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