This is false. You do understand that there was an hour and an half window from the time that the order was given until the last firefighter was out of the building? You cannot prove that the phone call didn't happen during that time.
You're right, of course, but you've given him the tiny window of opportunity he lives for. You've encouraged him to hang on to his delusion about Larry Silverstein. What possible difference could it make if someone informed Silverstein
after all the men were out? What if Silverstein didn't hear from the FDNY until 4:30? It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if no one bothered to make the courtesy call. He is trying to compare a time--an estimated time, actually--to nothing at all. He keeps ignoring my question about the various possible times for the courtesy call because, irrational as he is, he has figured out that
it just doesn't matter. Here's what it all boils down to:
Nigro ordered the men pulled from the collapse zone a bit after 2 PM;
Hayden says that the operation was complete by 3:30;
The building fell at roughly 5 PM;
Silverstein claims that someone from the FDNY called to inform him of the department's decision to give up on WTC 7;
Silverstein recalls agreeing with the decision, observing that in view of the terrible loss of life, making sure that nobody else got killed was the smartest course of action;
Silverstein recalls watching the building fall, presumably on his TV.
Silverstein gives no information about the time of the courtesy call from the fire department, but we know that it could have been anywhere from 2:10 to 4:45.
Now, a crackpot desperately straining to fabricate a conspiracy theory struggles with these matter-of-fact statements and finds himself at a loss. Where the heck is the conspiracy? What on earth is suspicious about anything here? In a wild throw, based on absolutely nothing, dishonest, anti-Semitic frauds latched onto Silverstein's use of firefighter jargon--he talked about "pulling" the contingent of men from the collapse zone-- and invented out of whole cloth a fantastic and nonexistent connection to explosives.
There simply isn't anything more to this incredibly stupid non-issue.