Armed with nothing but a pair of stout reading glasses and a cauldron full of bubbling pique, I am hosting the 57th Carnival of the Feminists on April 9th. The carnival aims to showcase the best posts by feminist bloggers both established and (especially) new and to promote the work of these bloggers to those who might not otherwise see it. And to annoy Richard Littlejohn.*

I know laydees, I know. Us feminists lead very busy lives putting contraceptives in the water supply, fornicating outside of wedlock with communists and gathering ingredients for spells to turn other people's children into homosexuals. But should you have found the time after hard day destroying the very fabric of decent society to have written about your tireless efforts, I'd like to hear about it.

You can send me submissions through the carnival submission form or at pandemian AT pandemian DOT com until 7th April. There's no theme but the post should have been made since the last carnival, number 56 currently up at Redemption Blues. Ta.

* Strictly speaking that might just be my own general life's goal and not something necessarily endorsed by the carnival organiser.