No, really though.
Sherlock made Janine think he loved her. He proposed. He let her into the flat. He treated her like absolute shit all for his own selfish, manipulative, utterly disgusting reasons.
When she lay potentially dead on the ground, he stepped past her and let John deal with her. Not a moment of despair for the woman he had spent so much time with. Nothing.
And yet he had the nerve to call her a ‘wh*re’ for merely giving him a taste of his own damn medicine and getting her own back for his atrocious and unforgivable behaviour.
Well, that sums up Steven Moffat’s style of writing really, isn’t it?
Dripping with misogyny.
I am disgusted, and any compassion I once had for the character of Sherlock Holmes has finally gone.