In a lot of powerwank fanfic, I see the Taylor of the Day play out this scene with whatever authority figure the author has cast as an antagonist:
Taylor: Why haven't you fixed the Bay yet?
PRT / Protectorate: We totally could if we tried hard enough, but we don't care!
Taylor: Fine, lamers, I'll use my author-gifted Mary Sue powers and convenient plot contrivances to do it myself!
PRT / Protectorate: HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT MAH AUTHORITAH!
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It never goes like this:
Taylor: Why haven't you fixed the Bay yet?
PRT / Protectorate: Oh, geez, where do I begin? Well first let's start with how we're hilariously outgunned and outnumbered. Like, we tried to take out the leader of ONE of the five gangs (six, if you count Uber & Leet, and I refuse to on principle) running around and he turned into a fucking dragon and kicked all our asses. That day was a nightmare for the PR department. Hell, you could remove every gang except for the Empire Eighty-Eight and we would still be doubled in the number of active, trained capes we could field. We're so strapped for manpower that sometimes we have to field the Wards, who range from ages 17 to 12.
And speaking of the Wards, oh my god, the Wards. I get that dealing with puberty is hard enough without superpowers added to the mix, but raising and training the heroes of the next generation is still a big drain on time and resources. Somehow I doubt that the E88 has to have a budget set aside for teenage counseling. And if you thought that us getting our shit kicked in by Lung was bad PR, then you have no idea how terrified we are of the potential PR snafu the Wards as a whole represent. We're already dangerously skirting the 'child soldier' line, one we only get away with by presenting a squeaky-clean public image, which none of the Wards understand the importance of. Good PR keeps the populace from being as terrified of our superpowered primadonnas as they are of the ones belonging to the gangs, and all the Wards say are "less photoshoots, more field training!" Like, what the fuck am I supposed to say to the press if - hypothetically - Vista fought Hookwolf and got herself injured? Thankfully she's too mature to do something that stupid, but you get what I mean.
Anyway, we're pretty well-fucked here. Brockton Bay has one of the higher concentration of parahumans in the US but our requests for additional support are always denied. Chief Director must hate us or something. Theoretically, we could go all-in on one of the gangs, and maaaaybe bring them to heel by burning a ton of manpower and a good amount of political capital, and after that we've still got all the other gangs to deal with. They wouldn't even need to band together to deal with us - we'd be too busy licking our wounds to do much to prevent the inevitable gang war caused by the power vacuum. Lots of innocent civilians would get hurt and we would take the blame - and rightfully so. And if some of the older gangs like the Teeth sense blood in the water and come back, we might end up with more gangs than we had before we removed one. Shitty as it is, until we get more manpower and resources, the best we're capable of doing is playing the gangs against each other and keeping the tenuous status quo as it is. If they don't stick their heads out too much, we're not forced to hit back too badly, and vice versa. It's an issue that keeps me up at night, but the Bay is better stagnant than on fire.
Taylor: Wow, that sounds complicated. I understand your plight, but believe that I have the power necessary to change this status quo for the better, and so I must act. Also, I'm young and all my other authority figures have failed me, so it's hardwired into me to be skeptical of them.
PRT / Protectorate: Your ideas seem dangerous, and could lead to getting people hurt, and are against the law to begin with, so logically I am going to oppose them. You may end up being right - or at least end up being a beneficial actor in the clusterfuck that is Brockton Bay - but it doesn't change the fact that my reaction to your actions and intentions are rational.