Hello Tash Appreciators,



Hello Tash Appreciators,



안녕 Tash Appreciators,
It’s Friday again!
Here at TF, we like to cover current affairs. Sometimes this can lead to fairly heavy content,so we also like to mix it up a bit. This week, we’re starting with this chap:



Salut Tash Appreciators,
There have been a couple of requests for TF’s views on Lance Armstrong and his fall from grace. In short, it’s been as if the curtain has fallen and he has been exposed as being what he really is – ordinary. It’s a bit like the Wizard of Oz:

For those who follow cycling, the evidence against Armstrong has been known for a while. We are therefore mostly well on the way to acceptance (although we won’t wear our Livestrong T-shirts or jerseys ever again). The sport itself is dealing with doping and we’ll need to wait and see if the new clean policies of team directors have a positive impact. Like in all walks of life, there will always be those who seek to gain an unfair advantage, but the important thing is that the people at the top are doing the right thing.
Armstrong’s story is also a good metaphor for the last decade or so. He won an unprecedented 7 Tours between 1999 and 2005, just a year or two after he defeated cancer. His story, and the incredible things he did every July for seven years, caused most of us to believe he was special and that the conventional rules of physiology didn’t apply to him.
That matched our attitude to most things at the time. We were at the peak of our powers: house prices were seemingly on a never-ending rise; wages were increasing; there was no end to economic prosperity in sight.

This week’s TF was all set up to be about the moment on 12 October 1492, 520 years ago today, when Christopher Columbus “discovered” the New World.
It was going to be great. It was going to include interesting facts about how Columbus thought he’d found an alternate route to India (what a silly billy); about how the Conquistadors that followed got up to tonnes of bad stuff in South America; and that the word Conquistador (a fantastic word) derives from the word Reconquista, which was the name of the long-running war between the Christian Kings of Spain and Portugal and the conquering Muslim armies over the Iberian Peninsula . By coincidence, that war also ended in 1492.
TF is a real democracy – not a democratic socialist republic! – and to that end we’re going auld-school this week. TF was originally a way of bringing men and women together in a common appreciation of the moustache and this week’s Tash is a chap who’s admired by both sexes.



The BBC has just finished a mini-series about the “Masters of Money”. It was in three parts and covered the theories of Keynes, Hayek and Marx. The facial hair alone tells you they’re interesting:



Hola Tash Appreciators,
It’s another glorious Friday! For the Rt Hon Andrew Mitchell MP, it couldn’t come quickly enough. This one’s for you, Mitcho:

As I’m sure most of you will have heard, Mr Mitchell (the fully grown man pictured above with a wicker basket on his bike) has been accused of verbally abusing several police officers outside Downing Street. Amongst other things, he is said to have called them “f****** plebs”.
If you haven’t read the police report, it’s here: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/politics/conservative/9564006/In-full-Police-log-detailing-Andrew-Mitchells-pleb-rant.html The part about him repeatedly saying he’s the Chief Whip is particularly good.
Let’s not even about the possibility that he looked the Prime Minister in the eye and lied about what he said. He’s only the Chief Whip. He’s a hall monitor; a teacher’s pet; someone who does the bidding of those more influential than he is. What he thinks is utterly irrelevant but it fills newspapers and gives the rest of us a good laugh at his expense.
What we should be concerned about is how to respond to pressure. You can go one of two ways: you can lose the plot and do something you’ll regret, or you can chill out, take your time and behave like an adult.
Mr Mitchell is an example of the former and at this weekend’s Ryder Cup you’ll see an example of the latter. This year’s competition is set to be tense and intimidating for the European players. The atmosphere will be ramped up by the American crowds being very loud (you know, the “IN THE HOLE” chat) but one man will be as cool as a cucumber in a well iced Hendricks and lemonade. Keep an eye out for him, he’s very distinctive:

Have a cracking weekend folks!
Namaste Tash Appreciators,
Thank the Lord, the new iPhone is here!

The Guardian was no better: “it seems to float in the hand”; “swiping feels like touching the very pixels.” Utter rubbish.
The phone quite clearly doesn’t “float in the hand” and if, it appears to do so, you should ask yourself if you’ve had one too many lemonades/lines of coke.Please do not think this is part of the now popular trend of knocking folk who like Apple. This Tash Appreciator has a MacBook, iPhone and iPad. The issue is the standard of journalism. Why can’t papers be objective and just give us the facts? Whether it’s national elections or phone reviews, they all have an agenda.
Journalism is a hot topic these days, with the word on the street being that the Leveson Report will be too critical to be politically acceptable and issues about privacy ironically dominating headlines.

Guten morgen Tash Appreciators!
It’s another glorious Friday and for most of us that means two days of no work are imminent. Unfortunately, it won’t be like that for all of us. Some folk will be working over the weekend to catch up on whatever they couldn’t get to during the week.
Some of these toiling Tash Appreciators have jobs that involve considerable responsibilities and that require more than 9-5 on week days. They no doubt have good reasons for working long hours and for feeling like they can’t stop. It can happen to anyone, even this guy:

A phrase that’s usually trotted out by campaigners against police states is useful here: who watches the watchmen? When you’re the boss, who’s there to tell you that you’re working too hard and that you need to take your foot off the gas a bit? Even if there is someone who can have a word, people who end up being in charge are usually fairly difficult to argue with. After all, they’ve got to be “high heid yins” , they know how best to do things. They probably don’t trust anyone else to do things properly either.
But if you look at the people who have ultimate responsibility for everything, they know that they can’t work all the time and that would be less productive overall if they did. Even the most powerful man in the world chills out once in a while. There’s an article in Time this week where Obama says that however busy he is (and he’s a busy chap) he still usually has dinner with the family and watches Sportscentre on ESPN.
Ultimately, as depressing as it may be, we’re all expendable. If we got knocked down by a bus tomorrow, someone would be able to take our place. There are a lot of buses around, so take some time out and relax.

Hola Tash Appreciators,
After the downbeat edition last week, this week’s incandescent Tash Friday is set to blaze a trail into yet another weekend.
If the last week of August marks the end of some journeys, the beginning of September marks the beginning of others. Journeys in Scotland – particularly when they are attempted using public transport – can be uncomfortable, unpleasant and expensive but, every now and then, you get a pleasant surprise.
If you wander through Hillhead subway station these days, you’ll see that the old brown and orange is disappearing and a sort of space age station is emerging from the dark. The best part of the new look is the addition of this:

However, without intending any disrespect to Mr Leigh, it can be improved. What if, instead of “work as if…”, it was “work so that you live in the early days of a better nation”?
There has been talk all summer about marginal gains in sport having a cumulative and positive effect on the quality of outcomes. If we all worked towards something which led to a marginal (or not so marginal) gain in our lives and the lives of those around us, would we not improve ourselves and our surroundings? Would that not be the beginning of a better nation? Is it that easy?
How you make that marginal gain is entirely up to you. You might save a life; take your granny out for lunch; or write daft emails about lads with moustaches… Arguably, it all counts.
Last week’s TF said that tomorrow never knows and neither do we. That’s true but that’s the beauty of it: the future is not set in stone; it’s entirely up to us to decide whether we work and live in a better world/nation/city.
An excellent example of a marginal gain is the humble Tash. It’s only a small detail but it can make all the difference:

Morning Tash Appreciators,
The end of August tends to be the time when training contracts of various types end and people become fully qualified in whatever field they’re in. Today, it’s our turn. After seven years, we can legitimately say:

Maybe I’ll use that line when arguing with Scotfail about why they won’t let me use my under-25 card to buy a season ticket and whether they are, in fact, useless.
I’ve been working on this TF for a couple of weeks and I thought I had it sorted. But then the other day, when leaving cards started hitting my desk and I was left wondering what to write, I realised that what I had prepared was of no practical use and wasn’t right.
The aim this week is therefore not to provide hope – there should be enough of that already – but to provide facts.
Tash Friday, or Heidi Friday as it was then, started as just a funny thing to do to celebrate the end of the week. But when people started to get something out of it, the odd TF would be directed at individuals. Even if they weren’t named, they knew it was for them. As a result, I’ve kept an eye out for folk who are having a tough time, watched how they’ve got on, and if I had something to say which I thought might be helpful, then I’d say it. As I said last week, a bit of encouragement can go a long way.
