Jesse Jackson woke up one day and stumbled bleary-eyed to the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror he was horrified to see that from the top of his head to just above his eyebrows he was no longer black. Matter of fact, he was turning a distinct pinkish shade of white. In a panic, he high-tailed it over to his doctor's office. The doctor examined Jesse's head, took a tissue sample for a biopsy, then ordered a battery of tests. After Jackson had undergone a complete physical plus a CT scan he waited anxiously for the doctor's analysis. Two hours later he was called into the doctor's office. The doc came in carrying a large beaker of dark colored liquid and said "Here ya go, Jesse. I need you to drink ALL of this. It will cure your condition." Jackson complied. The stuff was the most vile tasting thing he had ever put in his mouth, but he resolutely gagged it down. After finished the last of the liquid, Jackson complained "Damn, Doc. That tasted like shit!" "It WAS shit." the doctor replied, "You were a quart low."