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Sure most HIV advocates have heard of U=U, but how do we get the rest of the world to listen?

For about the past decade, activists and advocates have been working hard to educate the world on a very important scientific fact about living with HIV: that undetectable equals untransmittable (U=U). U=U is a now globally accepted scientific consensus that simply means when a person living with HIV reaches an undetectable viral load (also sometimes called virally suppressed) for six months or longer, they are virtually unable to transmit the virus to a sexual partner — even without the use of condoms.

The Office of HIV and AIDS Malignancy at the National Cancer Institute coordinates cancer and HIV research.

Robert Yarchoan, MD, is the director of the Office of HIV and AIDS Malignancy (OHAM) at the National Cancer Institute (NCI). In addition, he is a researcher at the NCI Center for Cancer Research. He studies AIDS-related malignancies, especially tumors caused by Kaposi sarcoma–associated herpesvirus (KSHV), which causes several serious diseases. He also studies HIV protease.

When the dashing and magnificently bearded Dr. Giovanni Guaraldi took to the stage at last fall’s HIV and Aging conference in New York City and described a nearly 100-year-old person living with HIV, I was more than a bit skeptical. Not of the researcher — he’s done some of the most brilliant research on aging with HIV. Guaraldi also advocates a “rethink” of care services provided for people living with HIV as we age, particularly now that about half of us are over 50 and by 2030, as many as 40 percent of us will have reached the age of 65.

As a young person who identifies as nonbinary, accessing pre-exposure prophylaxis (PrEP) was a challenging quest. PrEP is a once-daily pill regimen that supports people in remaining HIV negative. Although I have been an organizer and advocate in support of LGBTQ youth for over five years in Philadelphia, I have only been aware of PrEP for about two years.

How drag queens are becoming the heroes of HIV prevention

My love affair with drag queens goes way back. Since my childhood in the suburbs of East L.A. (an area noticeably lacking in glitz and glamour), I have been fascinated with these magical creatures. My first glimpses of queens were on daytime talk — which, in the pre-internet ’80s, was also my only window into “the real world” that existed beyond my ’hood. “Geraldo” would have the club kids on, and on “The Jenny Jones Show” and “Ricki Lake,” my beloved queens. (I made sure to scour the TV guide daily for such appearances.)

Columnist Jeff Berry reflects on his emotional encounter with an HIV-positive woman

In early September of last year, I was attending the United States Conference on AIDS in Orlando, Fla., and running late for a dinner I had been invited to that evening. AIDS conferences are the endurance marathons for AIDS activists, from the moment you wake up until you hit your pillow late at night you are literally running from session to meeting to workshop to reception, just to get up and do it all over again. This goes on for a number of days, and you’re lucky if you get five to six hours of sleep each night. Invariably when you get home you are exhausted and spent — but in a good way.

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