I'm in a weird mood this year; I generally don't do "resolutions" - I'm with Barry and Chad on this - but this year in particular. We stayed home and honestly I didn't even watch the festivities. I got tired in November of the "2020 sucks!" tropes and in the last week there hasn't been a year end show that didn't use the word "hope" 15,000 times. "Hope" is not a strategy. Things don't change just because the year/date changes. We still think the other side is a bunch of loonies/racists/commies/deplorables, we're still pointing fingers at the other guy while making our own choices that suit us best (the same thing the other guy is doing, if you didn't pick up on that), we're still burying our faces in our phones, we're still letting social media drive our choices...
I don't know; I'm not a negative person, I still, even after 53 years, believe anything is possible, but hearing about Andy Cohen (who I like, generally, and who should absolutely know better) getting hammered and screaming at Bill DiBlasio on national TV tells me that 2020, 2021, 2022... it's all going to be the same.