You don't just wake up one morning and decide to become a pilot...
Whether 't was the marsh warblers swooping into your mother's undercroft (Capt E Blackadder), or Vampires flying past the farm opposite on final approach to RAF Merryfield (me), the ambition to become a military fighter pilot (who would
possibly settle for anything less?) was probably imbued at a very early age. It took about 30 years (in my case) between knowing that I wanted to be a fighter pilot until the magical words "24 Feb 83 Phantom FGR2 Op. Status" appeared in my log book - and that was in far more benign times.
So yes, Tory Boys Call-me-Dave and Foxy have dashed the hopes of some of our finest people, although Incapability Brown and that lying $hit Blair are wholly to blame for the nation's current deficit. The best that the government can now do is to provide these poor sods, whose loyalty, flying skills and personal qualities are utterly exemplary, with some form of compensation for the situation they now find themselves in.
They weren't 'chopped' through any failure on their part!