by Revilo P. Oliver
APROPOS of my booklet The Yellow Peril, I notice that a new book, The Soong Dynasty, by Sterling Seagrave, has been announced by the book club in Camp Hill, Pennsylvania. I shall not have time to read it for months, but if you look at it, you should notice whether the author has seen fit to mention the racial origin of the “wealthy Chinese family.”
Istvan Bakony, whom I cited in my booklet, categorically states that the Soongs were Jews long established in China, who, with their race’s versipellous talent, pretended to be Chinese. I cannot affirm that he is right, but it should be obvious to everyone that the Soongs had only a dash of Chinese blood in them. You have only to look at the photographs.
There is the Soong who came to the United States, a supposedly poor lad, whom the Methodists sprinkled with holy water to put him right with Jesus, gave a free education at Vanderbilt University, and sent back to China as a missionary in the soul-saving business. He printed Bibles with such pious zeal that he became very wealthy — wealthy enough to underwrite subversion and revolution in China. Such sudden wealth and use of it is almost enough to prove him a Jew. Photographs of him show a mongrel visage with a Negroid admixture that probably exceeds the 10% component of the Jewish race that is identified by Mourant’s haematological analysis of the genetics of Jews. There is no distinctively Chinese trait visible in the odd face.
The great Bible-vendor, known as Charlie because that is the name the Methodists gave him when they laundered his soul to fit him for eternal bliss with sweet Jesus, engendered three daughters and one noteworthy son, and he had them all educated in the United States. He married one daughter to Sun Yat-sen, whose revolutionary plotting he financed from his miraculously prosperous Bible-business. Sun Yat-sen’s name is Chinese, but photographs show only a slight Mongolian element in a face that is certainly not Chinese: He looked like, and probably was, a Jew. His cunning intrigues and propaganda overthrew the “reactionary” Manchu Empire and brought China the blessing of progress and Jewish modernity in the form of half a century of chaos and anarchy, during which the ravaged land was prey of innumerable war lords and heaps of corpses became too commonplace to be noticed.
Charlie married a second daughter to the one of the war lords who finally came out on top, Chiang Kai-shek, who broke with the Communists and ruled China until the United States struck him down as part of the American campaign to inflict Judaeo-Bolshevik terror on the whole world. (The boobs who pay for it are told, of course, that their government is “anti-Communist” and they never think of judging by what a government does.)
Charlie’s third daughter was married to a great “Chinese” banker and financier, H.H. Kung, who naturally looks much more Jewish than Mongolian.
Charlie’s son, Tse-vun, was the most successful of the family in trying to look like a Chinaman, at least from a distance. He became a great banker, and the regime of organized crime in Washington poured American money and even American gold into his pockets to make him one of the richest men in the world. I don’t know what a close-up photograph of him would show. He spoke English with the accent he learned at Harvard, but he grabbed money with a rapacity that has been hereditary since Abraham.
I offer you these few notes so that you will know what to look for, if you should happen to read Sterling Seagrave’s book. I hope he will tell you who the Soongs really were, but I know who controls publishing in this unhappy land, so my hope is faint indeed.
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Source: Liberty Bell magazine, April 1985