The gardeners use to pull all of the drug labs out of the park and throw them away, but now there is a Federal case that prohibits them from removing anything from the landscape, rather, trash removal
areas are designated five feet on either side of the trail and nothing further into the brush can be removed. Judge Carter instructed the landscapers to put a white chalk line along either side of the entire river trial, five feet in, then he had cyclone fences put up to demarcate dirty needle and trash depository areas, because he is just THAT smart. And now that the problem of mistaking trash for trash has been solved we can all sleep much better at night. However no one has bothered to locate their garbage to Judge Carter's trash booths, because it is so much easier to just throw it all in the river.

Where I work as a wild life artist, on the Santa Ana River, in the Santiago Park section, off of Katella at Struck, in Orange / Anaheim, north of the first railroad over pass, on the east side of the river, (headed north) two drug addicts filed in Federal Court against the County, for several million dollars, because, the County landscape crew took away their tents, along with the trash (the tents were trash, mentally ill, drug addicted violent repeat offenders, do not have the judgement and cognition required to perceive that a junky hovel is not the same as a camp site; in any event camping in County Parks is unlawful), but they (two Plaintiffs) figured it was worth a cash grab law suit, to augment their drug habits. Why shouldn't hard working landscapers be vilified in the name of civil rights, by drug addicts? The two plaintiffs have borrowed against their anticipated damages award to buy drugs, which the drug dealer seems happy enough to lend drugs on. A third plaintiff in an additional case, was offered a settlement of one hundred thousand dollars, but since he owes his drug dealer more than that, he is holding out for one million. So far the Judge (Carter) has walked the trail twice, where about one thousand drug addicted violent repeat offenders, pedophiles, thieves, and batterers live in tents, none of which are camp worthy, they set man traps, including spike strips, to stalk, trap, and rape and rob people cycling to work in the midnight shift hours, the addict/campers carry and store a plethora of weapons, and at about midnight when their speed wears off they raid each others camps, batter their wives, kill the Coyotes, catch and cook the rabbits, and in general create pandemonium, fires and screaming fill the night, including raping and killing women then throwing the bodies in the run-off tunnels, from which they are washed out to sea during storm season, with no one is the wiser except for people like me who see the carnage, and do not keep the code of silence. 

On the day before yesterday, at 6AM, three addicts, two men (Chris' Marshals) and a woman, from Camp Cash Grab, across the bike trail raided my tent, armed with 10 inch retractable double edged blades in pipes, which they twirled like batons, I guess this is a ninja skill. It scared the hell out of me, they were trying to steal my bike, but they claimed to be hunting for a bike thief. When I caught them they talked in a steady stream of lies, as would any speed freak.
They anticipate another 'inspection' from Judge Carter on the 22nd, and are deluded that having a kid living in such chaos would not help their law suit. So, they foisted Junky Mom off on me, claiming, "What else could we do she is just a poor single mom, trying to find a safe place." Chris Ordered me NOT to report her to child protective services. I grabbed back as much of my now 'nursery converted' stuff, as I could, and asked her to leave, she said that she and her husband and daughter had spent all day converting my wildlife drawing blind into a family home and that since she had worked so hard she had no intention of leaving. I told her that the junky camp has two pedophiles and I asked her why she told Chris that she is a single mom, and I asked her why her daughter appears to be a boy, and has no name. She said, "All I know is the people in the camp on the other side of the bike trail, said that, "I could have this place and your stuff." I said, "The reason I work here, on the junky free side of the bike path, and not there, at Camp Cash Grab, is because Here is not dangerous, "at least not until you showed up with Little Boy Blue, or more accurately Little Pedophile Bait." She refused to leave, I asked the Junky Camp 'officials' what child protective services had to say Chris wife, Elaine, responded, "Oh, CPS is fine with a single mom being here in a tent, you see, a tent is a house, and a park has running water, so everything is fine." 
When I got Here to draw at 6AM Junky Mom had used my tarp to wrap her trash in, and several men were stalking her, formerly, my area, from the bushes. I told the Junky Camp custodians, King Chris and Queen Elaine, (who are evidently waiting for their millions of drug money, from Judge Carter, that if Little Pedophile Bait is not gone by tonight I am going to call child protective services; since I doubt that the Mexican / Gypsy lady is his mother, and it seems likely that she snatched him from a car, to sell for drug money, and in fact a car in the area was jacked with two little toddlers in it about two days ago. I am guessing that Junky Camp had a hand in that car jacking. Angel Stadium parking lot was ransacked as well, during an event. Again I was ordered not to tell Child Protective Services. So I went to the police department and gave an account of both incidents; junky ninja night, and Little Pedophile Bait night. The police did not respond. 
It seems unlikely to me that anyone would take their own baby to a homeless encampment, 'to feel safe,' that would be like moving into Bedlam Asylum to feel sane. The cash grab junky federal case will probably dissolve; neither Plaintiff has actually managed to make any court dates. Why would they take time out of their busy agenda of consuming drugs to actually show up to court? Their lawyers are getting continuances and making promises to Judge Carter, who is a genuinely stupid man (the ninth circuit, figures.) I wonder if the drug dealer will kill the Plaintiffs when they fail to fork over the promised damages award? -Nancy Wood