You are the Phoenician Alphabet! Teacher of the Greeks and Etruscans, you are the one all languages bow down to. That is, until the Romans decide to wipe out your civilization. That's the way the cookie crumbles.
My subjects do not seem to realize just how much effort goes into speaking up for their best interests. Hooligans and animals, the lot of them.
The others have been on my back for a long while about the state in which my affairs lie. They are as they always have been. What more could you want? Not once have I let them down and here they are, jumping me whenever they get the chance. I am exhausted from living up to their expectations of me!