Team GB: Britain’s careless inattention to its own edges?

I hate to say it, because spectacle is no really my thing, but last night’s opening ceremony was impressive. At a quick reckoning, I think it is the first live one I’ve seen since Munich in 1972. I think what Danny Boyle got right, was the narrative thread (and a set that must have cost an absolute bomb… Best write up I’ve seen so far, is this from the NYT:

…a wild jumble of the celebratory and the fanciful; the conventional and the eccentric; and the frankly off-the-wall, Britain presented itself to the world Friday night as something it has often struggled to express even to itself: a nation secure in its own post-empire identity, whatever that actually is.

I could hardly agree more. But come here! What’s all this nonsense about Team GB? I’ve no innate or personal political objection to its use, but it is, as Norman Davies might put it, a simplifactuer par excellence.

It’s NOT Great Britain lads! That IS the old imperial term and it displays carelessness that speaks poorly of the centre’s inattention to the edge.