A really really bad headband. It's made out of tin foil and it has a point in the middle pointing at my nose. And I don't build no devices to force everyone in the city to suffer through the same headband. I got some damn self respect. Sometimes it's the ugly things we wrap around our heads that make us special, man.
Doom appreciates an elaborate plan to wipe the memory from a city's fools.
And he appreciates the hilarious irony of combating the Hulk with two spoons. Such are things Doom appreciates.