About This Publication
The Post Meridiem Post is a satirical opinion publication. Everything published here is satire. If something made you angry, that's probably the point. If something made you think it was real, that's on you and also possibly on the state of actual journalism.
George Wicks is a pseudonym. The columnist exists. The name is a legal courtesy.
The Legal Part We're Required to Do
In accordance with established legal precedent including Hustler Magazine v. Falwell (1988), in which the Supreme Court unanimously ruled that public figures cannot recover damages for intentional infliction of emotional distress based on satirical content, and consistent with the First Amendment protections afforded to opinion and satire, the Post Meridiem Post hereby notifies you that:
- Nothing published here should be construed as factual reporting unless explicitly stated and sourced.
- Opinions expressed are those of the columnist and represent his genuine contempt, which is also protected speech.
- If you are a public figure and you are upset, please consult your attorney, who will tell you the same thing we just did.
- If you are not a public figure and you are upset, we are genuinely sorry and also you probably wandered in here by accident.
The Part That Isn't Required but Feels Important
The facts cited in these columns are real. The sourcing is real. The ISSN is real — ISSN 3068-708X, assigned by the U.S. ISSN Center at the Library of Congress, which has also archived this publication because apparently that's something they do now.
The contempt is real.
The system being broken by design is real.
The rest is delivery.
Previously
The Post Meridiem Post ran from 2023 as a fictional newsroom with invented reporters, a serialized fiction series, and a gossip correspondent who interviewed furniture. The Library of Congress archived it. Then the world got less funny and the bit stopped being a bit.
The fictional staff has been let go. Skip Rowland has a desk plant. Veranda's sources have been repossessed. What remains is the columnist who was pulling the strings the whole time.
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