Nuclear Meltdown?

As Japan braces itself for the inevitable meltdown of its nuclear reactors, Chinook helicopters circle the power plant dumping sea water, and citizens are warned to stay inside due to alarmingly high levels of radiation. Now there's a scary thought. 
Closer to home, the latest political meltdown has begun, with certain Village council members calling a Special Meeting to address the issues of no Village President, no Village Manager and no Village Clerk. At least these are the items on the agenda posted for the Special Meeting, scheduled to take place on Friday March 18. (You can bet your boots that certain people would rather you stay inside your homes for that night, but it aint about radiation.) 
Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but there is a Village President, and there is a part-time clerk, and that the President had agreed to take over the duties of the Village Manager after his RESIGNATION. (The former Village Manager has never stated he was fired. Just something to chew on) So, president? check; clerk? check check; manager? check check check. Ok, well, that about covers the agenda items.
BUT WAIT! Could it be that certain council members who called this farce of a meeting (and did it behind the back of the pro-tem after consulting with the Village Attorney - more of your tax money being spent there, citizens) have certain parties in mind to fill these supposedly empty seats? Well, that's an easy one. Political wanna-be's and power hungry has beens want you to believe that they are doing this for the good of the Village, assuming that people will be perfectly ok being led around by their collective noses. This should stir your ire! This should burn in your gut like a hot rock! Frankly, this should out-right piss you off.
YOU voted in a new Village President with 60% of the vote! YOU spoke on street corners about the Village manager and the way he was running your beautiful village into the hands of the debt police! YOU exchanged gossip on your village clerk and her legal troubles. YOU expressed your dissatisfaction about the cronyism taking place in the Village offices.  NOW you can't find your voice? Sure you can. They are hoping - praying - that you won't. It's alot like drugging the convict before you execute him (just come along quietly). Less fuss - less mess.
In the current political climate, things seem to burn a bit hotter, simmer a bit longer and boil over bigger. That's the nature  of politics; that's the way the game is played. It can be dirty, is often messy, and occasionally bloody. In this small town it's often about who you know, how long your family has been here, and whether or not some dirt road carries your name. All it takes is one person to aspire to greater things (greater things being the overall good of the people versus the overall good of someone's personal bank balance).
Put your Sunday-Go-To-Meeting clothes on. Straighten out your bonnets and bows, and know your ancestors would be HORRIFIED if they knew you were going to sit at home and watch TV while Rome burned. 
The people of this Village have a history of coming together when tragedy strikes. They have a history of pulling together to make things work; of sharing the load and circling the wagons, tightening their belts in lean times and  looking out not just for their own, but for others as well.
Come out on Friday night. Bring your strength of character and the ghosts of your ancestors. And bring alot of water to dump on this meltdown. 
The only fall out here will be the great nuclear snow of independent thought. That's a good thing. And that glow? That's not radiation - that's the shine of a clear conscience and a job well done.