Don’t you actually have to have accomplished something first?
She wears her power like a crown, head high, eyes clear and unblinking, miles above the petty and petulant fools like you, whose nattering and squeaking are too trivial of which to take note. You poor tortured creature of denial, that you should be infected with the despicably evil need to try to trivialize her outlandishly spectacular accomplishments will be your enduring legacy, and your eulogy.
Frankly, given a choice of the two mantles juxtaposed here, hers and yours, I'd take hers any day, if only I were made of such stuff.
;-/