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.