Frankly it comes down to snobbery: you think air travel should be the preserve of the rich and that it should be shrouded in some glamourous fog. As the pilot, you should be idolised for doing such a skilled yet dangerous job and paid millions; women should throw themselves at your shiny black Oxfords as you parade through the terminal in your immaculate gold ringed uniform, scrambled egg adorning the peak of your company hat, on the way to your 5 star hotel, accompanied by a a swathe of stunning cabin crew.
Happy days, I remember them well, unfortunately by the time my hat was covered in scrambled egg I was too old to be of interest to my stunning cabin crew! C'est la vie.