The New York Post's smart, stocky Editor James A. Wechsler, 36, serves up Fair-Dealing, "see here now!" editorials along with a leavening mixture of sex, sin and revelation. By now, the Post's formula for revelation has become pat: a continuous series of wordy but provocative sketches of favorite Post whipping boys, e.g., Senator McCarthy, Walter Winchell, Westbrook Pegler. When U.S.A. Confidential began making headlines and the bestseller lists, Wechsler spotted ideal subjects for his next serial scorcher: the book's authors, the New York Mirror's editor, Jack Lait, and its nightclub columnist, Lee Mortimer, who are already defendants in twelve libel suits...
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