I would agree with you, except I grew up in a house with a cedar roof. I actually saw my father with a cigarette dangling from his lips in a wife beater T-shirt. A green garden hose in hand. Soaking the roof. He saved our house. 

And he would go up on that roof every fourth of July and soak it. 

There are many cases of people actually saving their Hollywood  homes. 

What really bugs the shiZnit out of me? The hood rats looting. I’m with the old Mayor Daley when it comes to dealing with looters.