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It's hard to come up with anything good to say about Fergie of the Black Eyed Peas. Sure, call it hateration if you want to, but any die-hard Black Eyed Peas fan will tell you the same thing. She joined the hip-hop group when they were still one of Southern California's most respected indie outfits and turned them into mainstream juggernauts. They're raking in more money with her on board and have found crossover success, but that doesn't warrant a drop of respect from hip-hop fans, who know the group has a sound altogether different from its pre-Fergie days. Then again, before joining the group, she was co-host of the television show Great Pretenders, so our expectations shouldn't have been high. If she were around in the 1920s, she would have been the devil that Robert Johnson sold his soul to in order to become famous. All right, maybe that's a stretch. Now that she's pursuing her solo career, her biggest single, "My Humps," was catchy enough to win her a Grammy nod this year, and hopefully she'll trod on to superstardom and stay as far away from our beloved Peas as possible.