The old approach is that only men with a proper hairy chest and an infinite endurance for hassle, and acceptance of total authority (as promulgated to the great unwashed by the unchallenged organs of the Safety Politburo ( CAA, GASIL, GASCO ) should be permitted to enter Aviation.
We should consider ourselves fortunate that we do not have to travel annually to London to the Royal Institute of Navigation and bow in front of portraits of the Great British Men, painted in the glorious days when the sun never set on the British Empire, who had socks full of sand stuffed down the fronts of their trousers, while we are served tea in useless little china cups with handles too small to get one's fingers into.