June 2nd 2020
Writer from Cleveland, Ohio. Published in Rolling Stone, Playboy, & Countere.
With John McAfee, it’s hard to tell where the myth ends and reality begins. Nearly everyone recognizes the antivirus McAfee program rooted on many PCs that brought him his first fortune in the 90s; the subsequent details of McAfee’s life grow hazy, frenzied, unhinged.
I recently caught up with him over Zoom; the following interview is edited for conciseness and clarity. We spoke about coronavirus, if Pizzagate is real, the one author McAfee believes will change your life, and how to properly drop acid.
John, thanks so much for speaking to me.
[McAfee gestures wildly, pointing to his ears]
Can you hear me?
Hang on, I’m just fucking with you. Let’s continue.
So you’re in Spain right now?
I can’t tell you where I am. We’ve left Spain. We don’t discuss where we were, except in situations where no one can catch us anyways. [laughs maniacally]
Do you understand that means the FBI can give you life in prison? No trial, no judge, no charges. Now if that is not a ‘hack of democracy, my friends,’ then fuck me.
Here’s the issue — who gets to declare a state of emergency? That person or authority is now the dictator of this country. Your constitution has been suspended for as long as those people choose for it to be a national emergency — which, in the case of a pandemic, might be forever.
…Until a vaccine is developed.
A vaccine?! We’ve got a vaccine for the flu. It doesn’t make you immune, does it? You got to take it every goddamn year. No, that’s not going to help anything, people.
How do you think coronavirus will affect the geopolitical balance-of-power in the world?
Well, I don’t give a shit if America is 12 points ahead or China is behind or France has won or lost. Who gives a flying fuck! I care about what’s happened to us, not the balance-of-power between those who are now our masters.
What have we lost? Not in relation to the Russians and the Chinese, but in relation to our own fucking freedom?
No. I’ve lived four more years since then. And the problem has become far more simple than an EMP or a pandemic or a nuclear bomb. The problem is ourselves. The people. We’ve become gullible. We’ve become lazy. We would rather have authority think for us than to think for ourselves.
There is no greater problem than that. We have created a world in which our masters are brutal, corrupt, greedy. The bailout in America is 2 trillion dollars in America. You realize that for a family of four, that’s $24,400 per year. Now, if that doesn’t show up in your bank balance, then whose pockets did that 2 trillion dollars end up in?
If you ask that fucking question and answer it, you will vote these pricks out of office. Every last one.
Can you talk about what you’re doing in cryptocurrency right now?
If we’re truly going to be free people, then our tools need to be free tools. They can’t be centralized exchanges, can they? Because two-and-a-half years ago, China said those are illegal and shut them all down overnight.
Now, if the FCC, which is after me now — along with the IRS — ever catches and tortures me, I can’t help them shut it down. It’s not possible!
Now, am I a criminal mastermind for building this? Or am I giving the people something of power — a lasting fucking legacy?
Our job is not to police the world. Our job is to build things and let the policing come when it needs. And to make the world somewhat better for our children and grandchildren.
[McAfee shows tattoo on arm]
Can you read this? What does it say?
It says ‘WHACKD.’
I believe it so strong that I fucking tattooed it on my body.
Ask me again how I feel.
You’re assuming that I would recommend chemistry as the key to open the lock on the door to yourself. I just don’t know if that’s true for everybody.
But for me, I wouldn’t grab one psychedelic over another. Between a 12-hour LSD trip and a 45-minute DMT trip…both will be equally potentially hellish.
But I think the biggest thing isn’t drugs or yoga or jumping off a cliff with a bungee cord around your ankle. It’s if you’re willing to ask the question: Who am I? And asking that question is the beginning of the beginning.
Who am I? Not who are you in name or job. You’re not an engineer or doctor or lawyer, no matter what people call you. You’re not a car owner or a homeowner. You’re not married, single. You’re none of those petty fucking labels. You’re something far more wondrous. Something so magnificent that there are no labels big enough to fit around it. Something complete, perfect, powerful.
As for psychedelics — [do them] with very close friends that you trust and love. And if you trust and love them, you’ve already made a serious goddamn error — because you can’t trust anybody. Nevertheless…
Don’t just drop 100 micrograms. I would do 500. Why? You can’t really overdose on LSD easily. And then sit quietly in the morning sun on a grassy knoll somewhere, hopefully under a tree that’s been sitting there for hundreds of years and knows every living creature within a thousand miles. Sit under that tree, on the grass, in the sun, shade your eyes if possible, and drop that acid. And wait for life to grab you by the legs, the wrists, the arms, and lift you.
But if you take anything comes out of my mouth as advice or a suggestion, please, God, think again. [laughs maniacally]
In searching for ‘the answers,’ do you recommend any specific books?
Because it will change you. And after that, the world opens up. I don’t need to advise you anymore on what books to read.
For me, as a scientist and mathematician, the greatest of all books in terms of altering my life was On The Origin Of Species By Means of Natural Selection by Charles Darwin. Nothing has moved me more. And it saddens me when people go, “Yeah I know evolution. I read a condensed book on it.” No, [Darwin’s book] is 2 thousand fucking pages and it’s going to take you weeks. You read that and there isn’t any more questions about evolution. None.
The evolution of the eye, something so complex — Darwin explains it in one goddamn chapter. How did he fucking find that truth? To me, that book is the only concrete proof that God exists! Because of the mind of man.
But no one’s going to read that fucking book. So I’m not recommending it. If you read just one book of Jiddu Krishnamurti, you will be a different human being.
Is there anything you have yet to do in your life?
What the fuck else do I want to do? I want to wake up you kids out there. You went to sleep on us. You let other people start thinking for you. Who are those others? The mainstream fucking media. Your government propaganda. If I could reach through this screen and grab you all by the throat, I would say, wake up my children, my grandchildren. I fucking fear for you.
[sips from glass]
Hm…I don’t know what I’m drinking. Tastes strange.
Right now there are a lot of laws being enforced telling people not to go outside, not to do certain things. What can young people really do right now?
I think I made that recommendation earlier, but the first thing you’ve got to do is ask who the fuck you are. Because if you don’t know who you are, then how in the hell are you going to decide what you’re going to do?
And that you must find. Or else we are fucking lost as a species. We will become two fucking species: the prey — that’s us — and the predator — the thing which works so hard to take control away from us, our governments.
You must, children, wake the fuck up and find out who the fuck you are. And then come and see me.