A man walks into a restaurant and orders a bowl of soup. When the waiter delivers the soup to his table the man notices that there are at least a few dozen flies swimming in his soup. When the man complains to the waiter, the waiter fishes out one fly with a spoon and walks away. Now the man is not satisfied of course and wants to call the waiter again. Just as the man tries to raise his voice, allquixotic sitting on the table next to him interrupts:
Setting our standards high and demanding rich features from the likes of AMD is going to be beneficial to us in the long run, but that doesn't mean you should get a sour attitude and say "they should've had this years ago!" when it finally arrives. It's here; it's an improvement; enjoy it.