#mark reckless

We need a by-election from all three MPs

This is not the first time that MPs have decided to reject their party politics and tragically it is not the first time that MPs have decided to leave a political party and transfer to another political party. However this is deeply disturbing. Whoever these 3 MPs are it is very understandable that they and indeed many other MPs have got frustrated with their own political party. A recent pair of…

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Former Conservative MP Mark Reckless quits UKIP to join Conservative group in Welsh assembly

UKIP's Mark Reckless has quit the party and pledged his support to Theresa May and her Brexit ministers. Mr Reckless, a member of the Welsh Assembly, sensationally left the Conservatives in 2014 for Nigel Farage's party causing David Cameron to apparently brand him a "fat ****". His defection was a coup for Mr Farage, who also poached Clacton MP Douglas Carswell at the same time, in a significant blow to the Conservatives. But now Mr Reckless has parted ways with UKIP to join the Conservative Group in the Welsh Assembly, saying leaving the EU was "job done".

To be elected on a list and then to resign from the party is a dishonourable thing to do, and I thought better of him.

Nigel Farage

UK Parliament member displays brutal honesty after switching parties

http://twitter.com/#!/TraceyAReid/status/515866316088291328 Mark Reckless is a member of the UK Parliament who switched from the Conservative Party to the UK Independence Party (UKIP) earlier today. In response to a tweeter’s flashback to earlier this month when Reckless told him he would not switch parties, there was this display of honesty: @TraceyAReid I am sorry to have misled you before but…

Hush descended over the room. The tension between these three giants of euroscepticism was palpable. Nigel remained firm, sturdy...rigid...hard. He stood strong as he stared across the room at his handpicked duo. He wondered if they would shrink from this challenge. Perhaps neither man really deserved to be Nigel’s right hand man. Maybe they were, both, too soft. Normally Nigel would like a soft right hand, a smoother touch allows for greater plea...his mind had wandered. He looked back at Paul and Mark.

Both men were feeling something. Whenever Nigel took control like this, they got the same feeling, a...a pressure of some kind. Both men were feeling it now, stronger than ever. The hair on the back of their necks stood up, they had goosebumps, and, perhaps most curiously, their trousers had tightened. They both knew that to pleasure Nigel they would need to move their minds away from their turgid members and mount him...each other...a case...mount...mount a case! That was it, that’s what they had to do. Mark may have been new to UKIP, but he had years of experience in politics, big politics. In many situations like this that experience would have elevated him above Paul Nutall. That wasn’t to be the case this time. Nigel and Paul knew each other well, Paul knew what Nigel liked, what drove him wild...with anger.

“I’m with you Nigel” Spoke Paul, his voice cracking as he tried to mask his fear. 

Nigel grinned as he saw that the two men before him had fallen for his bait. Now they were on the hook he could move on with his plan. Nigel stood up slowly and walked over to the blackboard he kept in the corner of the room. Nigel decided a quick test was in order. 

“What is this?” Nigel asked the two kippers, while pointing at the black board.

“...A chalk board...” Said Paul Nutall and Mark Reckless in a hesitant unity. They couldn’t be sure if this was one of Nigel’s secret tests or not.

Anger bubbled inside of Nigel “NO!...NO!, NO!, NO!” He bellowed at them. Both men cowered at Nigel’s ferocity. “That is what the barmy lefty’s call them. It’s political correctness gone mad. This is a black board, a BLACK board. Do you understand?” The two chastised kippers nodded in unison. They were both far to scared to speak, lest they earn Nigel’s ire further. 

“Good...Now, I am going to write the name of my contact on this board. We can’t be sure who is listening in. So don’t say who it is. Am I clear?” Nigel asked. The cautious kippers nodded again. With their understanding, Nigel began to write the name. As he wrote, Nigel got a whiff of the chalk, it started to bring back memories. Memories of being a young man. Memories of his time at Saint George’s All Boys Academy of British Excellence. Memories of...of, Jenkins. How different would life have been if Jenkins had only loved him back?...No. He had never loved Jenkins. It was a trick by the homosexuals. They had put chemicals in his shepherds pie or something. Nigel steeled himself as he finished writing. He needed to be focused on his course of action. Becoming Prime Minister and saving this country from the immigrants. 

Nigel placed the chalk down and stepped aside so Mark and Paul could see the name of his next lead. As soon as they laid eyes on the name they both grimaced. 

“Nigel...y-y-you can’t be...y-y-you can’t be s-s-serious?” Stammered Paul

“I hate to say it but Paul is right.” Agreed Mark. Such was the gravity of the situation that the sworn rivals were in agreement.