Frisco Didn’t Fall. The Bigots Just Lost.
After Mark Hill won the mayoral runoff, Larry Brock turned a local election into a crusader fantasy — and the comments showed exactly what anti-Muslim politics sounds like when it stops pretending.
Frisco did not fall. Frisco voted.
That distinction seems important, since some people reacted to Mark Hill’s mayoral runoff victory like Saladin had just ridden through city hall with a zoning permit and a falafel truck.
After Hill won, Larry Brock posted: “Jerusalem fell in 1187. Constantinople in 1453 and Frisco in 2026. Corruption and Jihad won tonight.” He called Hill “Ayatollah Mark” and shared an image congratulating him for taking “Frisco into the Caliphate.”
Very normal stuff. Very emotionally regulated. The kind of calm civic engagement you expect from a man who apparently thinks every local election is either his guy wins or Western civilization has to be airlifted from the HOA clubhouse.
But the post itself was only the opening hymn.
The comments made the sermon clear.
When a Muslim commenter joked back, Brock replied, “We know who you are even if the rest of America is slow to catch on. We will eventually play Cowboys and Muslims, it just isn’t time yet. Ask yourself this, how many Comanche are still here?”
That is not a policy disagreement.
That is not a normal election-night meltdown.
That is a man responding to Muslims in Texas by invoking the violent disappearance of Native people and then imagining a future round of “Cowboys and Muslims.”
That is a man invoking the violent removal of Native people while talking to Muslims in Texas. The theology here is not Christianity. It is settler-colonial cosplay with a Facebook login.
This is the same Larry Rendall Brock Jr. from Grapevine, Texas, not just some random keyboard crusader yelling into the void. The Department of Justice says Larry Brock was convicted for his role in January 6 after entering the Capitol in tactical gear, picking up flex-cuffs, and making his way into the Senate chamber. NBC DFW/AP reported that he was later sentenced to two years in prison.
The monk has reviewed the sacred texts, beloved, and “blessed are the people who fantasize about sectarian violence after losing a runoff” did not make the final edit.
And because subtlety had apparently left the comment section to go sit quietly in a cave, Brock later added, “The hunting in Afghanistan was particularly good.”
Again, this was not about tax rates. It was not about road construction. It was not about whether Frisco needs better traffic planning or fewer luxury apartments named after fake Italian villages.
This was about Muslims.
The election became, in their imagination, a religious conquest. A Muslim-supporting candidate did not win. “Jihad” won. A city did not elect a mayor. It entered “the Caliphate.” A political loss was not processed as democracy. It was processed as invasion.
That is the entire machinery of anti-Muslim politics in miniature.
First, tell people Muslims are not neighbors. Tell them Muslims are a threat. Tell them inclusion is surrender. Tell them representation is conquest. Tell them every mosque is a beachhead and every Muslim civic leader is secretly part of some grand takeover plot.
Then act shocked when the comment section starts sounding like a holy war fan club with Wi-Fi.
And Brock was not alone.
Another commenter wrote that Frisco “needs a Belfast moment. And soon.”
That phrase should stop everyone cold.
Because once people start talking about their neighbors in the language of sectarian conflict, the danger is not theoretical anymore. It is sitting right there in public, posting under its own name, laughing emojis included.
This is why Frisco’s election mattered. Not because one mayoral race will solve anti-Muslim bigotry. Not because one victory magically purifies a city. Let us not get carried away. The monk believes in enlightenment, not municipal fairy dust.
It mattered because voters had a chance to reward fear, and they did not.
They had a chance to accept the idea that Muslim residents are an invading force, and they rejected it.
They had a chance to let crusader cosplay dress itself up as civic concern, and enough people said no.
That deserves to be named.
Frisco did not fall.
The caliphate did not arrive.
No one took the city into jihad.
A candidate won an election, and the people who built their politics around Muslim panic showed everyone exactly who they are when they lose.
Blessed are the cities that remember democracy is not a crusade.
And blessed are the voters who can tell the difference between a neighbor and a boogeyman.
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The acceleration downward is vertiginous.
The political scenes has not been a great example for years, but the negative spins has taken a new dimension lately. No one seems to have an original constructive idea anymore. Campaigns are run on “I am better candidate than the other douche bag in front”.
The more I see this the less I think of repair or salvaging anything. More about letting it die and see what we can rebuild from the rubbles.
Without a spiritual dimension to help, that would just depressing.