No kidding. She's got as many assistants as the jOker has Czars and there's no one around to tell her to lay off the chocolate twinkies, oreos, cupcakes, and ho-hos (subtle racial puns IN-tended).
She and her husband don’t work. She just gives orders and sits around and eats lobster, kobe beef and plans what chef they are going to fly in for dinner. She is also busy deciding which Chicago thugs that she wants to take on her next freebie trip around the world and what ugly clothes she’s going to wear. The BO’s are such losers.