It can. It is not a big deal. For some reason, people are choosing to use this as a scapegoat issue to justify their wait for the next revision, only to find something else to nitpick about.
Sorry, but I've been reading a few of your comments, and I have to say that your opinion here is way off the mark.
I'm going to buy one of these new machines, because I need one. So will most of the other people who think that the stuff we lost from the MBP line is inexcusable.
All of you out there who scoff at anyone who dares to question the wisdom of the almighty Steve need a wakeup call - for a lot of us, these bloody things aren't objects of desire, or commodities, or some fancy way to keep ourselves distracted, or status symbols - THEY'RE F'N TOOLS that let us MAKE A LIVING.
Would you fault a carpenter who was pissed that he couldn't hold onto his hammer anymore because the manufacturer made the handle too slippery? Imagine that the carpenter couldn't work as easily anymore because his fantastically special nails that he relied upon only worked with that hammer, and he found himself at the mercy of the hammer maker's increasingly bad design decisions.
Would you laugh at a bus driver who was infuriated by the omission of a rearview mirror on his vehicles? Imagine that he was stuck driving the diminished bus because that bus's maker also made the superior roads he relied upon to move around. Would he have a right to be upset?
No. Clearly, in your eyes, we should all be happy with the same pretty shiny objects, and stop daring to ask for tools appropriate to our professions from the company that has supplied them to us for so long, and to whom we have invested time, money, energy, loyalty, and evangelism in the past.
I so desperately want to like the machine that I'm about to put myself into debt for, but christ on a pogo stick, I don't, because the very small thing that would be so easy to get right is a very big deal to me when it's wrong, and messes with my professional life for 45 hours a week for the next few years.
Scapegoat my hairy arse.