In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution or halfway house you can get yourself to. Storm up to the front desk with a look of rage on your face, and immediately demand to see a person who calls itself "The Holder of Peace." The attendant will recoil, and ask you to speak softly. Do not comply with his request- if anything, speak louder- for the anger in your voice is all that keeps the chains locked on the door behind the desk. Bow, and ask nicely, "Why do they gather, Father?"