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Editor's note: This is child eroticethe 30th entry in the writer's project to read one book about each of the U.S. Presidents in the year prior to Election Day 2016. Follow Marcus' progress at the@44in52Twitter account and the44 in 52 Spreadsheet.

When I think of President Calvin Coolidge, I think of vanilla. Or mayonnaise. Or low-salt peanut butter.

There's just enough flavor to make it worth the effort, I guess. But my life is no better off for tasting his story -- with the possible exception of his wife's pet raccoon. We'll get to that.

The basic dullness of Coolidge himself is no smear against the writer of the 2013 biography Coolidge, Amity Shlaes. But her tome weighs in at 1,025 pages, and maybe -- maybe-- the guy is worth 200.

The book is meticulously researched but there's little life to it, much like Coolidge himself. Which brings to mind Dorothy Parker's famous quipabout the quiet, sleepy president upon hearing the news of his death: "How could they tell?"

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Shlaes at least had a sense of humor about my less patient online reactions:

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Still, the sentiment holds true: Coolidge is a colorless president. Partly that's the fact that he arrived in the wake of Teddy Roosevelt, William Taft, Woodrow Wilson, and the sex and speculation scandals of the abbreviated Harding presidency.

To be fair, Coolidge "suffers" from following TR/Taft drama and Harding's "scandals"

Like the band playing a new song after their big hit.

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That's not to say Coolidge didn't accomplish anything. He won high praise for his handling of the Boston Police strike as governor of Massachusetts in 1919.

Police went on strike for their right to form a union. Coolidge acted decisively in backing Police Commissioner Edwin Curtis. The National Guard was called in to quell an outbreak of violence -- and, thanks to a wave of anti-Bolshevik paranoia, the striking policeman didn't garner much sympathy from the public.

Over a thousand officers were fired and even more new hires were made, before the strike reached an end. Coolidge gambled, and it paid off. And that's what made him famous in Republican circles.

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Beyond that, though, there's little for a Coolidge scholar to get excited about. Coolidge wasn't one for words, earning the nickname "Silent Cal" as Vice President. Detractors saw it as proof of his being a bit dim.

Republican supporters believed he was simply choosing his words carefully, showing respect for the weight that the words of a president can carry. That couldn't be further from the philosophy of the present GOP candidate.

But his apparent ignorance of the Teapot Dome Scandal, while serving as Harding's Vice President, doesn't leave us much wiggle room in assessing Coolidge. He attended cabinet meetings where the brilliantly-named Secretary of the Interior, Albert Bacon Fall, discussed his plans that led to the scandal.

So Coolidge was either dimwitted for not understanding what was happening or culpable in refusing to report whatever he didunderstand.

There's little negativity here from Shlaes, who's focus (just like John Dean on President Harding) is very much about a rehabbing of Coolidge's image.

Threads go unconnected, random figures appear and then disappear with little regard for their importance in Coolidge's narrative, and though we're well into the "Roaring Twenties" in Coolidge's presidency, you'd barely know it.

That's not to say the journey through Coolidge's life was without it's pleasures. This book led to perhaps one of my favorite bits of American trivia thus far in the project: Coolidge's wife kept a pet raccoon named Rebecca in the White House.

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I'm not sure what it says about Coolidge that the raccoon is the most lasting impression of this book. It may say something more about me. I was reading it against the backdrop of the GOP convention, which I helped cover for this very website.

At the end of the night after hours of pro-Trump fear-mongering, I needed escape. Instead, I ended up traveling through Shlaes' positive assessment of Coolidge's economic policy.

There's an after-dinner combination of tastes that are hard to get rid of. My main compensation? I likely won't have to read about the guy again. Even considering the fact that Ronald Reagan was a big Coolidge fan, he made about as much impression on American history as he did on me and Dorothy Parker.

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