"I dont doubt for a second that when he wrote that sequence, Grant Morrison was more than happy to let you the reader plug in whatever you think the 'sexy disco hot' music was that the Professor clicked on during his twisted little display. I couldnt help but imagine Lady Gaga when I read that scene myself, and thats mainly because for me, theres no avoiding her. Were only allowed to listen to Top 40 Pop stations at work, so yeah
thats me tied to that chair with a growing ball of molten violence brewing in my gut. And if you dont think its that big of a deal, being forced to listen to a Lady Gaga track every twenty minutes, consider this: five days out of the week, my ears itch and it burns when I hear."
Far be it from me to sneak in a shot at Lady Gaga wherever I can

but the latest column is up - have a look, won't you?
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