"There are only two industries. This has always been true," said Madame Ping, 
enfolding a lovely porcelain teacup in her withered fingers, the two-inch 
fingernails
interleaving neatly like the pinions of a raptor folding its wings after a long 
hard day of cruising the thermals. "There is the industry of things, and the 
industry of entertainment. The industry of things comes first. It keeps us 
alive. But making things is easy now that we have the Feed. This is not a very 
interesting business anymore.