Has anyone heard from Keb Darge?

Mr.Kidneys

Just saw this..

http://fleamarketfunk.com/2013/11/14/has-anyone-heard-from-keb-darge/

Apparently was in the vicinity path of Haiyan in Phillipines somewhere..

Hope he is alive.

LaserWolf

Edit: Realer than real.
I am thinking good thoughts and hoping for the best.

DJPrestige

He then spoke to Keb's sister Carolyn, who confirmed they have not heard from him yet and he took his statement back. Hopefully it's just a case of not being able to communicate from there yet. Although it was alarming to see a Google Missing Persons report. Let's hope it's case of keb being Keb and helping people out.

day

Taken from his FB page. 8 days and still no word. Fuck.

Gordon Dargeposted toKeb Darge
4 hours ago
Hi Y'all, I am afraid that this is the 8th day and no news from Keb and Edith, but no news is good news. I did hear that yesterday a transport plane with aid and a Dutch medical team has managed to land at Guiuan 30 miles South of Keb. I think what is needed is money to the aid agencies like the DEC. Give generously. I will post on Keb's FB wall when I hear anything. Keep the faith. Gordon.

ketan

Check the FMF link above for an update. Keb and his family are safe!

Controller_7

good news.

LaserWolf

Like.

Yemsky

He's alive and just posted this:

Well it's been a very hectic three weeks. Started with a very bumpy flight to Tacloban then a rush home before Yolanda struck. Spent the night taping up windows, blitz style, then forming a barricade in the middle of the room for the family, friend, and relatives to hide behind. Followed by two hours of pulling relatives and their kids away from the windows, the message got through eventually as the complete windows with frames started spinning round the room. Next news arrived that my NPA guerilla buddy and his dwarf wife were missing, so like a twat out I went to find them. The locals thought I was mad, but they are a lovely couple, and we had a big strong house for them to hide in. Spent an hour dodging falling trees, and flying corrugated iron roofs. Found out later he was half a mile in the jungle gathering said roofs so that he could build the house of his dreams after the typhoon finished. Next I remembered that I had told a friend Jonathan from down in the town to come to ours asap with his family but he had not shown up. So off I toddled to Hernani proper, to be met by a flood of refugees heading the opposite direction. I got into town a bit and heard the scream "TUBIG, TUBIG" which means water in a negative way. Shure enough in came another wave about chest high, but I'm a good swimmer so nae bother. I then found Jonathan heading to the Iglesia ni Christo church who's gates had been locked when the main wave hit. I then thought I should head off into town to try and help any other survivors. Not many injured though, they were either dead or not. The water was about waist high now and full of debris. I got a stick and started prodding for bodies. Rain was pouring down, the water rising again and I was by now at the other side of town thinking I might get cut off so home I headed, ha ha ha 2 hours to do a 15 minute journey, too much debris in the water. I arrived home to find Edith feeding over 200 people in the house, and 300 over in the school. We were the only fuckers that had food left undamaged. I'll post film and photos later, some not so nice. Stood guard that night then on day 2 took a reluctant brother in law to look for dead or injured, (the Mayor, and police had disappeared so it was just us). We found most of the dead washed up in all the debris up at the high tide mark, days later those who had been washed out to sea made their presence known, the heat and salt water speeds up the decomposing so they were easy to find, just follow your nose. The high tide bodies were a mix of fresh bodies plus those washed out of their graves. Sadly 13 of the dead were Edith's family, and numerous friends. I took some photos which I will post, but stopped after seeing the face on a chap from Carmen who came to help when he realized the dead girl I was pulling out and shooting was his sister.
The next week was spent feeding people, looking for dead, sending those living that I came across to my house on the hill,and reassuring people that relief would arrive soon. The people were very strong in spirit but knew that their own govt did not care for them, and found it hard to believe that foreigners would help. On day 8 I woke up to the sound of the first chopper, (now when you have no electricity and your food and water is running out this sort of noise is very exciting). Now don't let the news tell you different, the first people to appear several days before the rest were the US navy from USS George Washington. They were at first landing anywhere flat and handing out to whoever was standing there. On about day 10 the Mayor appeared and took charge of distributing relief goods. This involved Men with automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, etc protecting the relief boxes until the Mayor had shifted "the good stuff" into his newly commandeered storage buildings. These buildings were then guarded. The Mayor then started handing out bags of water damaged rice and water stained tinned foods only to those who he knew had voted for him. 800 burgers cooked fresh on the US ship went rotten as the mayor spent days working out how to make a profit out of them. My next task was to photograph this and let the yanks know. Not as easy as said as the mayors men knew I was a friend of the opposition mayor. I went in pretending to be giving them free Aikido lessons, as they knew I often did this, then took photos of the stockpiles as they laughed at each other fucking up what I had taught them. Next day I caught a US Marine seaplane as it landed, and got hold of the CO as he stood taking in the view of destruction. Perfect marine officer, chewing tobacco and all. He was great, I had just mentioned what was going on when the mayor and his bodyguards turned up to introduce himself. The Marine CO then shouted "Bob get these people (mayor's group) back, I need to talk to this gentleman in private". He fully understood, and told me it was the same in most third world countries, he had just been in Haiti and had to get everything passed the gang bosses who ran the place. I'm going for a crap, I'll continue the story soon, then post lots of photos.

LaserWolf

Wow.

snicka_g

Holy shit! Keb is awesome! I'm glad he is ok, always been a great DJ and such a character! Hope he doesn't piss the mayor off too badly!

waxjunky

Amazing, sad, and surreal.

tokyobeats

what a piece of shit Mayor!

Jimster

You know it would take more than wind and water to do the Kebster. Props to him and Edith for pitching in.

Politics is life and death out there, literally.

granjero

Bona fide bad ass muthafucker/ gentleman. Wow.

Soul Zilla

Exactly the way I imagined Keb would act. And he can tell a good story. That's the kind of guy you never mess with at a bar. Glad you're alive. Where's the author of that "I hate America thread". The pesky American military always getting involved in other countries' affairs. Ok back to reality, we can have opposing views, but we can only share one reality; here's an article that asks why a rising superpower with advantages including closer proximity fail to commensurately aid fellow humans in tragedy:

http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/foreigners/2013/11/american_disaster_aid_to_the_philippines_america_s_critics_are_far_less.html

DocMcCoy

Jazzy Jeff just posted this on Twitter.

DB_Cooper

Yemsky said:

Now don't let the news tell you different, the first people to appear several days before the rest were the US navy from USS George Washington. They were at first landing anywhere flat and handing out to whoever was standing there. On about day 10 the Mayor appeared and took charge of distributing relief goods. This involved Men with automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, etc protecting the relief boxes until the Mayor had shifted "the good stuff" into his newly commandeered storage buildings. These buildings were then guarded. The Mayor then started handing out bags of water damaged rice and water stained tinned foods only to those who he knew had voted for him. 800 burgers cooked fresh on the US ship went rotten as the mayor spent days working out how to make a profit out of them. My next task was to photograph this and let the yanks know. Not as easy as said as the mayors men knew I was a friend of the opposition mayor. I went in pretending to be giving them free Aikido lessons, as they knew I often did this, then took photos of the stockpiles as they laughed at each other fucking up what I had taught them. Next day I caught a US Marine seaplane as it landed, and got hold of the CO as he stood taking in the view of destruction. Perfect marine officer, chewing tobacco and all. He was great, I had just mentioned what was going on when the mayor and his bodyguards turned up to introduce himself. The Marine CO then shouted "Bob get these people (mayor's group) back, I need to talk to this gentleman in private". He fully understood, and told me it was the same in most third world countries, he had just been in Haiti and had to get everything passed the gang bosses who ran the place. I'm going for a crap, I'll continue the story soon, then post lots of photos.

Huh. I guess even the Great Satan does something right once in a while. Well, back to being the problem, right guys?