The World Vs Richard Young

Richard is a still-yet-to-accomplish-anything writer, currently working on a novel by the title of "Where's Sly Part II".
He was born in the normal fashion, not hatched out of any egg in a nest atop a mountain, on August 5th 1988. The planet he lives on is that labeled by his own people as 'earth', being the third planet from a dying star which it orbits. you see,
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-eight 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 a pretty neat idea.
This planet has—or rather had—a problem, which was this: most of the people on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
And so the problem remained; lots 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 girl sitting on her own in a small café in Rickmansworth suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong all this time, and she 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 have to get nailed to anything.
Sadly, however, before she could get to a phone to tell anyone about it, a terrible, stupid catastrophe occurred, and the idea was lost forever.
This is not her story.
This is the story of Richard Young, who's life is generally constructed of these mean people seeking to destroy his ridiculous idea of being 'happy' along with a lot of other things too. As a result to these surroundings all he has achieved was creating a half-decent website, and now carries a little red towel in his trusty backpack everywhere he goes.

-Hitchiker's guide to the galaxy (the greatest book in existence)