​The case against Anthony Fauci.

How an HIV specialist in Germany is using media law to erase reporting of sexual abuse allegations against him.

The Canadian scapegoat of the AIDS epidemic.

“His life with the virus would be his witness, his public testimony. Performance as life, and life as performance.”

A cri de cœur on AIDS: “If we don’t act immediately, then we face our approaching doom.”

A cooking column for people with AIDS claimed the right to pleasure, but in each recipe was embedded an urgent appeal.

Twenty years ago my hometown made national headlines when the local college staged an internationally acclaimed play about gay men and the AIDS crisis. The people I grew up with are still feeling the aftershocks.

An acclaimed American charity said it was saving some of the world’s most vulnerable girls from sexual exploitation. But from the very beginning, girls were being raped.

The AIDS crisis as it unfolded in America is an object lesson in the danger, the potential violence, inherent in organized prejudice.

Burt Dorman says that the scientific mainstream missed the chance to wipe out AIDS and save the lives of 35 million people. Now he wants another try.

Why do America’s black gay and bisexual men have a higher H.I.V. rate than any country in the world?

AIDS activism in the “after” years.

An essay on its history and future during a time when “gayness, we are told, is over.”

On PEPFAR, the President’s Emergency Plan for AIDS Relief, and the experience of covering AIDS in Africa.

The debate surrounding Truvada, the first drug approved by the FDA to prevent HIV.

The benefits of getting sick in New York.

Why Iran punished two leading AIDS doctors.

Richard Gere, AIDS anxiety and the search for the “Original Gerbil.”

Sex and status disclosure in the age of Grindr and undetectable HIV-levels.

I've grown, over the last few months, the beginnings of concerned; he's started to suffer bouts of malaise. Nothing too regular, or too terrible: mild stomach aches, sore joints, general lethargy. In anyone else, it could be anything, etc. In Chad, I grow attuned to the slightest variation in temperature, to the distracted look behind his eyes when food isn't sitting with him.

A profile of the artist.

"Unfortunately, death is a fact of life. I don't think it's happened to me any more unfairly than to anyone else. It could always be worse. I've lost a lot of people, but I haven't lost everybody. I didn't lose my parents or my family. But it's been an incredible education, facing death, facing it the way that I've had to face it at this early age."

A family of Georgia churchgoers contracted the plague of their time, HIV. Some survived, some didn’t—this is the story of their family over thirty years.

How is Canada’s “post-AIDS” generation coping? Not that well.

[I]n some ways we are still hopelessly lost. A generation of men who could have been our mentors was decimated. The only thing we learned from observing them was to ruthlessly identify “AIDS face,” that skeletal appearance the early HIV drugs wrought on patients by wasting away their bodily tissues. But those faces grow more rare each day.

A dispatch from the early days of AIDS:

It is as relentless as leukemia, as contagious as hepatitis, and its cause has eluded researchers for more than two years.