We can probably all argue endlessly which of the three services is more hidebound and rigid in its thinking, but I'd vote for the a** f**ce.
There is some deep psychological identity-crisis problem that refuses to die, along with a lack of historical knowledge - not to mention logic.
The real RCAF did not paint, dye, upholster, or carpet everything blue as has become slavishly mandatory these days.
Flying clothing was grey, which at least gave a downed crewmember a better chance of escaping and evading than the pretty-boy-blue garbage did. They even had the gall to print "Coverall, Flyer's, COMBAT" on the user label on the blue junk.
And now that we finally have green flying clothing and CADPAT, somebody has to ruin it with blue T-shirts, rank insignia, and name tags (that can't be read more than six inches away except under direct sunlight)...
As a 400 Squadron tech said in the canteen right after the briefing on that several years ago, to the cynical amusement of all, "why don't they just go back to dickies"?
Style over substance anyday.
I'm still waiting for them to issue the pills that make our bodily wastes conform to the obsession with blue.
The RCAF didn't call its bases "wings", either - they were "Stations". Wings are the equivalent of a brigade. A former Commander Air Command decided that we had to have wings again, but got it all wrong.
As for the heat/sweat/eau-de-wet-dog issues, that was not confined to the blue clothing; it was characteristic of the wool/poly fabric that flying suits had been made of for several decades up until now.
In my Kiowa days in 427 Sqn we drank with the recce and arty officers (and nurses when available) in the messes in Pet rather than with the slug (Huey) drivers as we worked very closely with them. When the blue stuff came out (service dress uniform and flying clothing) we became "you a** f**ce guys".