Monty Python got some good alliterative mileage out of that term in their movie “And Now For Something Completely Different.” One sequence in the movie is a fake WWII British newsreel, in black and white, with suitably bombastic narration that includes the opening line “Yes, the war against the Hun continues – and as Britian’s brave boys battle against the Boche…” By the standards of genuine WWII newsreels, that’s actually not as over-the-top as it sounds to modern ears. And during a real WWII deception operation, the fake letter from General Nye to General Alexander which was the centrepiece of the “Mincemeat” disinformation scheme used such phrases as “We have had recent information that the Boche have been reinforcing and strengthening their defences in Greece and Crete…”
Rock climbing, parachuting, etc are not that interesting to me. I suspect I have had enough honest to God close calls in life that I don’t go looking for them as part of my entertainment. None of those activities compare to the rush of taking enemy fire. Willingly going into a combat zone knowing that your job is to perform a specified task regardless of whether you live to come home is enough of an adrenaline rush for me.
Add the lack of boobies and it just does not draw my interest.
