Well, Tony.
Why don't you write up the plan to do that.
Be sure to list all the equipment necessary, figure out where it is, make sure you send teams out to check the water pressure at 1, 2, 5 & 10 miles away. Because you don't want to do all that work & have squat to show for it.
[I did hear a story about a woman who couldn't fill her swimming pool miles away because of the low pressure. But that's just apocryphal. You can't afford to use guess work.]
Oh, yeah. We need that plan NOW, Tony. Right the f'k NOW! Because these buildings are falling down around us. There are thousands of people dead and injured. And a significant percentage of your fire department is dead. And all the rest of them are exhausted.
But, you get working on that plan, Tony.
And come back & tell us why YOU weren't able to bring in enough water to save the day.
You're really starting to piss me off.
Have you ever worked in the field? Have you ever had to make due without the right equipment, without the right tools, without the manpower you needed? With no time & no room for error?
Have you ever had to make a decision as to what or (God forbid) who you could save & what or who you could not?
Have you ever had some two-bit PUNK come along afterward and, from the snuggly warmth of abject ignorance, start to lecture you on what you did wrong?? What you SHOULD have done. And what HE would have done. (If he'd ever gotten his lard ass out from in front of a TV and done something useful with his life.)
Have you ever had to resist the urge to reach across a table & squeeze the two-bit punk's head like a zit, Tony?
This really is a despicable line of conversation for you. You may want to go back & re-think it.
And if you still think that it's appropriate, I suggest that you bring it where it'll do some real good: a firefighter's bar in the Bronx.
Let me know how that goes, OK?
Tom