In my review of Einstein’s God Model, I described myself as an agnostic skeptic – I’ll add cynic to the list. In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say. When people do bad things, my philosophy is that the underlying nature of the human race is deceitful, false, and hurtful, and I rarely get surprised. Conversely, when people do good things, I tend to want to know what their true motivations are. Like Holden Caulfield, I don’t put a lot of faith in most people. Having said that, I try to keep my cycnism in check – I like people, and I also believe that cynicism is a personal philosophy that, like others, could – and should – be self-challenged. This is how I choose to start a review of heartwarming British drama A Street Cat Named Bob?