Despite bankruptcy declarations and a couple of unlikely proprietors--including the outrageous Abe Hirschfeld with his polyester crossword neckties--the New York Post has come back again and again to represent the man on the New York City street. Now, the exectuive editor of the Post provides a spirted and entertaining tale of life at America's most infamous--but influential--tabloid. Steven Cuozzo is the executive editor of the New York Post , the Manhattan tabloid that was taken over by Australian media baron Rupert Murdoch in 1977 and brought back from the edge of bankruptcy. Murdoch is hardly high on most media critics' lists of responsible, progressive publishers, but Cuozzo is not a media critic: he is an unabashed fan of both Murdoch and the more excessive traditions of tabloid journalism. After Murdoch took over, Cuozzo claims, the Post "reinvented tabloid America and put the nation back in touch with itself." Inventing a tabloid America and reacquainting the nation with an older self may seem like contradictory achievements, but like the daily he edits, Cuozzo's prose steamrolls its way through nagging questions of accuracy, fairness, and perspective. Also like the newspaper, this is an entertaining story of some mighty colorful, if sensationalized, characters. Executive editor Cuozzo offers a surprisingly dignified, un-Post-ian memoir of his paper's fight for survival and the tabloidization of the American media. In March 1993 the ailing New York Post was fighting for its life. With the end in sight, Cuozzo pulled out all the stops: ``We might be dead, world--but oh, baby, they'll remember how we went out! And if we're gonna die after 192 years, damn it, we're gonna rock!'' With this bitchin' battle cry, he and a ragged editorial staff coopted the Post's own pages to fight the bankruptcy court that had awarded its ownership to a ``buffoon'': The tabloid of Alexander Hamilton and Pete Hamill had been passed on to Abe Hirschfeld, a builder of open-air parking lots and Manhattan's Vertical Club gyms. The Times applauded the staff's brassy, pungent rebellion. It had taken a long time to get a good review from the traditional journalistic establishment. Thirteen years earlier, the Columbia Journalism Review had called then-owner Rupert Murdoch's in-your-face tabloid a ``force for evil.'' Cuozzo, who started at the Post as a copy boy in 1972, recounts its journalistic life under five different owners, focusing on Murdoch and real estate entrepreneur Peter Kalikow, who both operated the paper, says Cuozzo, as a symbol of their manhood. From the more sedate remove of his features department, Cuozzo celebrates the testosterone-filled newsroom. He tells how Murdoch brought in Aussie and Fleet Street brawlers and turned longtime owner Dorothy Schiff's ``stodgy'' liberal paper into the newspaper that humanized the news and ``put the nation back in touch with itself.'' Cuozzo mixes essays on the virtues of tabloids with colorful Post-iana, including the paper's famous headlines (500-lb. sex monster goes free) and its fierce take-no-prisoners rivalry with the New York Daily News. Cuozzo's is the account of an affable management mensch. It's a great story, but it might be fun to read a spicier version, one as thoroughly uninhibited as the newspaper it celebrates. -- Copyright ©1996, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved. It's Alive! is, as perhaps Mr. Cuozzo intended, tabloid journalism about tabloid journalism. -- The New York Times Book Review, Theodore L. Glasser ruptcy declarations and a couple of unlikely proprietors--including the outrageous Abe Hirschfeld with his polyester crossword neckties--the New York Post has come back again and again to represent the man on the New York City street. Now, the exectuive editor of the Post provides a spirted and entertaining tale of life at America's most infamous--but influential--tabloid. Steven Cuozzo is now executive editor of the New York Post. Used Book in Good Condition