GliffOnce upon a time not very far from now, two children come home to find a line of wet red paint encircling the outside of their house. What does it mean? Its a truism of our time that itll be the next generation wholl sort out our increasingly toxic world. What would that actually be like? In a state turned hostile, a world of insiders and outsiders, what things of the past can sustain them and what shape can resistance take? And whats a horse got to