Jika anda berfikir kokain merupakan berita buruk, tunggu dulu sampai anda mendengar tentang burundanga.
Burundanga sejenis tepung voodoo (ilmu hitam Afrika) yang di dapat dari sebuah pertanian di Kolombia. Digunakan beratus2 tahun oleh orang Indian dalam acara2 spiritual mereka. Tepung ini akan mengakibatkan korban kehilangan keinginan dan ingatan, kadang2 sampai berhari2(tepung ini dikenal juga sebagai “Nightshade” atau “CIA drugs”) dan juga digunakan oleh NAZI sebagai serum.
Tersebar kriminalitas di Kolombia yang berhubungan dengan tepung ini. Tepung ini bisa diterapkan keberbagai macam media seperti pengharum, kartu nama, makanan dan minuman dll.
Jadi berhati2lah, banyak informasi tentang kejahatan yang menggunakan tepung BURUNDANGA ini.
Berikut ini kutipan dari : earthops.org/scopalamine1.html Exerpt from Wall Street Journal Article, July 3, 1995
Dateline Bogota, Colombia If you thought cocaine was bad news, wait until you hear about Burandanga. Burundanga is a kind of voodoo powder obtained from a Colombian local plant of the nightshade family, a shrub called barrachera, or "drunken binge". Used for hundreds of years by Natie Americans in religious ceremonies, the powder when ingested causes victims to lose their will and memory, sometimes for days. (This drug is also known as Nightshade or "CIA drugs). When refined the powder yields scopolamine, a well-know drug with legitimate uses as a sedative and to combat motion sickness. (Mengele of Nazi fame also had and experimented with scopolamine as a truth serum). But in Colombia, the drug's most avid fans are street criminals. Crooks mix the powder with sedatives and feed the Burundanga cocktail to unsuspecting victims whom they then proceed to rob - or worse. Doctors here estimate that Colombian hustlers slip the odorless, colorless and soluble Burundanga (pronounced boor-oon-DAN-ga) in food or drink to about 500 unwitting victims in the city each month. About half of the city's total emergency room admissions for poison are Burundanga victims.
“……….. the Wall Street Journal article tells the story of an architect named David Meneses. One Friday night, Mr. Meneses stopped at a pharmacy to buy antacid. He says that two well-dressed men approached his car, and the last thing he remembers is one of them unwrapping a piece of candy. “I woke up the next day at noon at my house,” he says, with no memory of how he got there. On Monday, Mr. Meneses says that he checked with his bank, and he was told that his ATM card had made thirteen withdrawals for a total of about $700 on that Friday night. The doorman in his building said that he had seen Mr. Meneses come in at 7:00 a.m. looking “nervous and confused.” Three days later, Mr. Meneses noticed that he had a flat tire. Two men on the street approached him and offered to change it. He remembers that they gave him something to drink — and he drank it. “I can’t imagine why,” he says. Police found him asleep in his car six hours later. He said that he had been robbed of his radio and about $125. He blames burundanga for both incidents…………………..