Opportunity To Reform Hazleton Now Comes Only Once A Year I Never Make New Year's Resolutions. They Are For The Weak -- The Refuge Of The Dammed -- False Hope For Those Poor Souls Who Aspire To Self-betterment With A Hapless Promise To Do Better Next Year, A Resolve That Melts Away Quicker Than Snow During A Spring Thaw. They Are The Potemkin Villages Of Character Building, Placebos For Leprous Souls.