Mother may I?

Jacinda seems to think she is our mother.  Telling us when we can leave our houses, when we can go here or there, as if she cares.  But I am not her son.  I'm done with this draconian girl and her NWO tactics.  W.H.O. does this child think she is trying to tell me what to do with my body.  I will not comply, why?  Cause you aint my mum.  I will not scan, I will not take your chip in my hand.  I will not eat your green eggs and ham.  I don't need your approval to gather or go and Cindy, you need to know, you ain't my mum.  I will not bow to your deception,  but I eagerly await your correction.  You are crazy and your mind is obviously hazy if you think I am going to wait for your approval.  Instead I call for your removal.