I’ve witnessed this wigger phenomenon since the mid-90’s. Thought it would pass, but it is still here. I knew one wigger for some time. His life deteriorated: Divorce, heavy drinking, face tattoo and unemployed. He was on a crooked path, so I tried to help with encouragement. My best efforts were of no avail.
As our relationship progressed, he’d hang out with more blacks and mexicans. The two mexicans (father/son) had mental issues and prone to violence, usually angry outbursts for no reason, like paranoia. His new black friend also had an issue with strange mood swings. The black soon moved in with the wigger, so to be safe and smart I didn’t hesitate ghosting.
Still feels like I dodged a bullet.
