black sails is a show with a Lot to Say but one of the best articulated & integrated themes is the idea that There Is No Walled Garden. there is no comfortable utopia that can be peacefully maintained as refuge from the real world. there is no way to preserve a walled garden without violence. permanence of any kind, but especially permanent exclusion, necessitates violence by its very nature. there is no amount of money you can offer, no amount of yourself you can butcher, no amount of walls you can build, that will isolate you from the outside world without some kind of violence. walls are violence. borders are violence. “The things it took to make that room possible, they were awful things. But inside that room was peace.” You cannot whisk you and your loved ones away to some safe little corner to hide from the world. That walled garden is not possible. and that’s the problem; whatever future we build has to be built off what we have now and what we have had in the past. there is no do-over without razing, salting, and burning the land; without violence. jack has to resort to slave labour to build up the walls of the fort. eleanor has to totally annihilate herself and eventually die for her little corner of safety. Silver tries to do that and ends up breaking the hearts of the people he wants to save and “killing” one of them. you make the best of the broken world we have or you become the one doing the breaking. there is no opt-out without perpetuating violence. your ignorance or oblivious peace is predicated on letting others suffer.
















