Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are pretty cool. This planet has a problem, which was this : most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much most of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of them were laregly concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it isn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy. And so the problem remained, lots of of the people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches. Many were increasingly of the opinion that they'd all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no one should ever have left the oceans. And then one Thursday, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, a few young upstarts, from the little known area of that most insignificant of planets,earth, called Dublin, realised what had been going wrong all this time, and they finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no one would get nailed to anything. Unfortunatly just as they were about to distribute this information globally via the world wide web, that most reliable of machines, redbrick's "mother" crashed and burned, and so went their e-mails. Not content to wait these determined young creatures immediately printed out the "manifesto" and headed towards the nearest photocopy machine to make many copies of their ideas, on the way however, they were drawn to the campus bar by the irresistable force of alcohol, felling the need to celebrate their new found enlightenment. However the consumtion of such large amounts of alcohol did not go down to well at 11 in the morning, and they soon found themselves not feeling the best, in their drunken states they thought it good idea to head towards a lecture, nothin' better to do, they had no money left, and the bar just plain refused to barter. After the lecture, well after they had been forcibly removed from the room for heckling the lecturer, they headed back to the labs, determined to spread the word of their new-found happiness, however due to the effects of alcohol and a serious lack of thought, they decided it'd be more fun to write a series of articles taking the piss out of people they know, and so came about Tibor's Gossip Corner. Not an interesting story, but a true one, well okay its not true either but we needed something to put in the about section of this page so it'll have to do :).

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