U.   S.   Business   Man   Films
Atrocity Scenes in Shanghai
iHINA is old and
her memory is
long. When
Mark L. Moody
escaped with his life
and camera from the
shambles of Shanghai
as the Japs moved in,
back in 1941, he returned to New York
with filmed evidences
not only of the bestial
cruelty of the Jap
army. He came back
with proof that China,
oldest civilization on
earth, would ultimately throw the
dogs of Tokio out
and start an offensive
northward from her
shores.
Mark L. Moody
Moody is not a
professional cameraman or reporter or political diagnostician. For 23 years he had been American distributor* in
China for Packard, Chrysler and Curtiss-Wright. As his
camera took down scenes (some of them first published on
these pages) now safely stored in allied archives for future
recording and reckoning, he noted everywhere that the
bayoneted Chinese, even the children, lifted their fists to
the marauders and with last dying breath murmured
eternal defiance.
This morning the yellow dogs are being repaid for
Shanghai, by Shanghai and every ally. Adm. Chester
Nimitz reports increasingly successful air attacks based in
China, by both American and British forces. Naval operations in the China Sea move forward with methodical calculation and rising strength, though there is no tendency
to underrate the enemy.
Obligingly, these Jap forces which swarmed into
Shanghai when the war started for us, are moving down
into the Pacific in tidal streams. They are keeping American fighting craft on sea and in the air supplied with a
continuous line of targets. Japan's overdrawn sea lines
of communication (longest in the history of naval warfare)
are slowly, very slowly raveling. Our submarine war of
attrition against Yamamoto's transport fleets goes steadily
forward.
In China, the guest of honor always faces the door.
That open door policy now has a really ironic purpose.
And these bayonet thrusts upon the innocents of Shanghai
must one day be turned against the mad dogs with then
faces turned toward the sea from_ whicir"they came to
pillage and murder. Along the streetjof "Little Tokio" the
beasts march to start their blood-letting of the innocents.
"I had to run for cover many times—and had to run
like blazes," says Moody, describing his camera-work. He
took pictures from hotel rooms, from barred-up store windows, from cellar coal chutes.
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