I think most people's conception of an "urban farm" would be something along the lines of a small number of well-tended beds, pruned trees, and a general disciplined cleanliness in keeping with the surroundings. What this insane, horrible, mentally ill woman has done is plant a bunch of shit, do a pisspoor job of maintaining it, and then turn her nose up at people who have the temerity to be critical, or at least to request that the smell and the critters be checked.
All to which I say, congrats, Chicago liberals, and enjoy what your aesthetic has wrought.