The Sideways Press

Independent satire on politics, culture & everyday absurdity.
Real facts.
Sharp humor. No sacred cows.
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📰 WELCOME TO THE SIDEWAYS PRESS

An independent weekly magazine about politics, culture, human nature, and the everyday absurdity of being alive.

Real facts. Sharp humor. No sacred cows.

☕ MEET THE KITCHEN CREW

Most evenings, somebody ends up at YU's house.

YU — The host. Dry humor. A professional observer of other people's nonsense.

EN — His wife. Warm, clever, and usually the one who ends an argument.

IG — Their friend. Has an opinion on absolutely everything. Unfortunately, he also has a phone.

MA — IG's wife. Sharp, perceptive, and rarely impressed.

EG — Their 14-year-old son. Endless energy. Questionable timing. Even more questionable jokes.

AN — Their glamorous friend. Great taste. Expensive problems. Money is apparently somebody else's concern.

J — The dog. Sleeps through world crises. Snores through everything else.

Nobody comes over to discuss geopolitics.

They come for coffee, dinner, gossip, bad advice, and the occasional argument about something they bought online.

Somehow, the conversation always ends up explaining the news.

Welcome to the kitchen.

Pull up a chair. ☕

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@EuromaidanPress They came to seize Ukrainian land and ended up feeding Ukrainian fish. Stay out of Ukraine.

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@thehill Somewhere in Washington, a filing cabinet just realized it’s on the ballot too.

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@McFaul “Nothing unusual happened” deserves to become a boring sentence again.

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@Gerashchenko_en 3.5 million rubles. Then 1 million. Now 400,000.
Russia's war is the only market where the price of a human life keeps crashing.

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@Gerashchenko_en “We are killing you with love.”

That's not philosophy. That's the moral bankruptcy of an ideology that calls invasion liberation, murder compassion, and the destruction of a nation a noble mission.

When killing becomes an act of love, even the devil can apply for sainthood.

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EN: "You're not gonna believe this. I just saw Trump outside a polling place!"

YU: "Trump? Here?"

IG: Walks in. "That's weird. I saw him across town. He was watching people vote."

YU: "Does the man have a helicopter in his pants?"

AN: Arrives with a suitcase. "Hi, everybody! Just got back from L.A. Guess who I saw outside a polling place? Trump!"

MA: "Hold on. He's in three places at once?"

EG: "Four. J saw him on the corner. He was watching TWO polling places at the same time."

YU: "How do you know what the dog saw?"

EG: "He barked twice."

Everyone stares at AN.

AN: "What? It's Election Day. He's making sure nobody cheats."

EN: "How?"

AN: "By checking that everybody voted for him."

Silence.

YU: "Somebody tell him he's not even on the ballot."

J: Snores. Apparently, he's already counted the votes.

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A disturbing example of how an unverified claim can turn into a public confrontation.

The torture allegations have not been substantiated. The reported injuries still deserve an independent investigation.

That's the difference between journalism and propaganda: follow the evidence, even when it complicates the story.

And never let a viral rumor become a substitute for the truth.

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A RUSSIAN MISSILE. A HOSPICE. AND AN AMERICAN ENVOY CALLING PUTIN A “HUMANITARIAN.”

Dnipro, Ukraine. November 3, 2026.

A Russian strike destroyed a hospice for terminally ill patients. Nearly 50 people had to be moved to other hospitals. The oldest is 90.

These people were already fighting their final battle — against incurable illness. Putin's war came for their last place of peace.

And Steve Witkoff called Putin “a humanitarian.”

What the hell is humanitarian about this?

In 1994, Ukraine agreed to give up the nuclear weapons on its territory. The United States, Britain, and Russia signed security assurances recognizing Ukraine's sovereignty and borders.

Russia shattered those commitments.

More than three decades later, Ukrainians are still paying the price.

To American officials: Look at the photographs from Dnipro.

Stop dressing up the man responsible for this war in the language of compassion.

A hospice is in ruins. Your diplomatic compliments are an insult to its patients.

@WhiteHouse @StateDept @USEmbassyKyiv

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YU: Good news! The U.S. economy grew at a 3.4% annual rate last quarter!

EN: Walks in with one grocery bag.

YU: That's all you bought?

EN: No. That's all we could afford.

IG: But the experts say the economy is doing great!

MA: Wonderful. Can we eat the experts?

EG: So who's getting richer?

EN: Whoever owns the grocery store.

YU: Well, at least GDP is up.

EN: Great. Tell GDP it's paying for dinner.

J: Wakes up, checks his empty bowl, and goes back to sleep.

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These children should be growing up, laughing, dreaming, and making plans for tomorrow. Instead, their families are left with empty chairs and a lifetime of grief. Russia's war stole their futures. The world must never reduce them to statistics — or allow their killers to escape justice.

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@DefenceU $100 million in bombers, gone.
The bomb battery factory, burning.
An Iskander launcher, scrap metal.
Russia wanted a war of attrition. Enjoy the bill.

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☕ OVERHEARD IN THE KITCHEN — Fictional conversation
Operation Pumpkin

The morning after Halloween. EN is staring at three carved pumpkins on the porch.
EN: "What do we do with these now?"
AN: "Darling, Americans throw away over a billion pounds of pumpkins every year. Just toss them."
YU: "Toss them? Where I grew up, that's a five-year plan."
IG: "Send them to Russia."
EN: "Russia?"
IG: "Tradition! In 1990, America sent the Soviet Union chicken. Dark meat nobody here wanted. The Russians called them 'Bush legs.'"
YU: "I was there. Lines from morning till night. You brought them home, put them in the pan, and the whole kitchen smelled like something died. Then you ate it, and it tasted like cotton."
EN: "And people still stood in line?"
YU: "The empire that promised to bury America couldn't feed itself. So yes. We stood in line for American cotton with bones."
EG: "So first Bush legs, now Trump pumpkins?"
MA: "These days the trade goes the other way. Russia sends us diesel."
IG: "Exactly. They send diesel, we send pumpkins. Fair trade."
AN: "With the faces already carved. A personal touch."
EG: "Each one with a scary face. They'll feel right at home in the Kremlin."
YU: "Careful. They'll put a pumpkin in a uniform and send it to the front."
EN: "And when the pumpkins run out?"
YU: "They'll declare them a strategic reserve and say America stole them."
IG: "The biggest country on Earth, and somehow everything is always someone else's fault."
EN: "Thirty-five years later, same menu. American leftovers, served with Russian pride."
J snores. Even the dog has heard this one before.

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His father escaped the guillotine. He crossed America and discovered a danger more subtle than tyranny: a government that promises to take care of everything. Nearly 200 years later, his warning still stings. Read the story. https://t.co/4HvH1uOiXK

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@Ukrainene Putin wanted to take Ukraine.
Instead Ukraine is taking apart his economy, one refinery at a time.
Ukraine stands. Russia burns.

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G20 couldn't take a family photo. The Pope voted by mail. Canada started dating Europe. And America's Halloween skeleton got Bluetooth.

Four headlines. One planet in need of adult supervision.

Happy Halloween! 🎃

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@business @kajakallas In the Soviet Union, they removed people from photos after the fact. Trotsky was erased from the famous 1920 Lenin photo.

Now Europeans just refuse to stand next to Lavrov in the first place. Progress.

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Andreas, wenn die Ukraine deiner Philosophie der Selbstverteidigung gefolgt wäre und kapituliert hätte, würde Deutschland heute womöglich vor Putin auf den Knien liegen und ihm die Stiefel putzen.

Dabei solltet ihr euch endlich wirklich mit uns Ukrainern zusammenschließen. Deutschland ist die größte Volkswirtschaft Europas. Gemeinsam könnten wir diesen Sadisten und seine aggressive Politik stoppen und seine Kriegsmaschinerie zerschlagen.

Dann hätten wir eine echte Chance auf Frieden, und ihr könntet viele eurer eigenen Probleme lösen.

Damit ist diese Diskussion für mich beendet. Entschuldige, aber ich werde dir nicht mehr antworten. Es hat keinen Sinn.

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Happy Halloween from a Ukrainian who grew up without it.

We didn't have Halloween in the Soviet Union. We had Viy.

Viy is a 1967 Soviet horror film based on a story by Nikolai Gogol. A young student from Kyiv has to read prayers for three nights over the coffin of a dead girl. In a church. Alone. Inside a chalk circle.

Nobody wanted to watch it before bed. You wouldn't sleep after.

Picture this. The coffin flies through the church with the girl in it. Monsters crawl out of every corner, trying to get into your circle. After one night, the student walks out with gray hair. That's when we got scared to watch it at all.

And then comes Viy himself. A horrible, shaggy creature. He says: "Lift my eyelids." He sees the student. Points a crooked finger at him. And every monster in the church jumps on the poor guy.

The circle doesn't help anymore. Only the rooster's crow in the morning.

Oh, man.

Fun fact: the film was shot in an old wooden church in western Ukraine, in Ivano-Frankivsk Oblast.

And if you love classic horror, you may know Mario Bava's Black Sunday (1960). It was loosely based on the same Gogol story.

Your turn: what movie scared you so badly as a kid that you couldn't sleep?

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Woke up with a stiff neck? Before blaming your pillow, your age, or your entire existence, try these 7 gentle exercises from a physical therapist. Simple movements, practical advice, and a little humor. Your neck deserves a better morning. https://t.co/1oOX93mEVv

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@AndreasBaltes @ZelenskyyUa Da stimme ich dir sogar zu. Aber wenn man sich anschaut, was bei dir zu Hause in Deutschland passiert, wäre ich mit Ratschlägen, wie man Eindringlinge vertreibt, etwas vorsichtiger. 😉