They are running through the redwoods and none of them will say where to.
Ask, and you get an answer. The answers do not agree with each other. Someone says there is a meeting. Someone says they are already late. Someone laughs, and the laugh has been practised.
Only the ones in white wear hats. The others make room for them.
Uncertainty makes people hungry for direction. It does not make them careful about where the direction comes from. That is the trouble with this part of the world: everybody is moving and nobody is in charge.