Horsecore 2008 -

The peak was —a supposed “rally” in October, just before the Lehman collapse. Two hundred people on horseback (and a few on stolen golf carts) rode through the outskirts of Scranton, carrying torches made of rolled-up subprime mortgage contracts. A local news helicopter caught the image: a sea of lanterns bobbing over a dark field, horses’ eyes glowing red in the infrared. The anchor called it a “cult.” The participants called it a “liquidity event.”

You wouldn’t read about it in the Wall Street Journal , but a quiet subculture was galloping through the dying days of the Bush era. They called it . horsecore 2008

And if you listen close, you can still hear them screaming: “TARP can’t save you. The trailer can. Ride or die—hoof and claw.” The peak was —a supposed “rally” in October,

He rode Dolly into the town square of Honesdale at 2 a.m., screaming about fiat currency and the Federal Reserve. The police tried to box him in, but Dolly kicked a Crown Vic’s headlight into the next century. Clay was arrested, but not before a freelance photographer for Vice got the shot: a bearded man in Carhartt, holding a hay hook in one hand and a foreclosure notice in the other, tears frozen on his cheeks in the flash. The anchor called it a “cult