Since I can recall a period of time a few years back when I went days before seeing contrails in the sky, I'd say we are. We're still flying. Screw the inconvenience.
Not to be an old fuddy dud....but I chortle at this "inconvenience" when I'm on a non-stop transpacific flight in an aluminum can going 500mph at 40,000ft further distances than B29's could fly during the "Space Age" of the 50-60's-----all while I'm having a sushi plate from Tokyo and rinsing it down with a cheap $5 mini-bottle of wine from California.
Very rarely, when missed by the global Wx radar network, there will be enough turbulence to make me look up from my tubeless laptop-ENIAC or portable MGM movie studio and note that my miniature Glenfiddich bottle is perceptibly wiggling.
Meanwhile, our boys are still cramped in submarine bunks no bigger than my coach seat and Marines are in 120° APCs being thudded and thumped with 20g's of IED explosions....and no scotch.
Can you imagine people today having to ride in a bumpy un-airconditioned 1955 Bel-Air to the airport?
When I hear "inconvenience" and "whining" in the security line, I have to restrain myself from beating the crap out of some of these ignernt peeps!!!