I felt a river's current instead of a bulldozer. Both are remorseless and relentless with an inexorable push toward someplace you don't want to go.

"His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them....Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart…”. -----William Golding