The city of Santa Ana is showing itself as a "veneer" city--a city concerned with superficial appearance but containing no soul. How else to explain its renewed attacks on the homeless; those poor souls whose existence is so meager that they must live in a constant state of utter despair.
What could rend a heart more than to have absolutely nowhere to go when it's cold; nowhere to go when sick and tired? What could be more disheartening to a person's sense of integrity or feeling of being a decent part of humanity than to be so totally unwanted anywhere?
What is the answer? The city fathers of Santa Ana think the answer is obvious--kick them again! And again! Kick them three times hard and maybe they'll cease to be a blight on the streets.
Kick one: Confiscate their few possessions. Never mind that along with their bedrolls might also be necessary ID, medicine, or treasured pictures.