On Sundays there was no work. Breakfast was an hour later than usual, and after breakfast there was a ceremony which was observed every week without fail. First came the hoisting of the flag. Snowball had found in the harness-room an old green tablecloth of Mrs. Jones's and had painted on it a hoof and a horn in white. This was run up the flagstaff in the farmhouse garden every Sunday morning...After the hoisting of the flag all the animals trooped into the big barn for a general assembly which was known as the Meeting. Here the work of the coming week was planned out and resolutions were put forward and debated. (3.5)
Oh, fun! We love ceremonies. The pigs get one thing right: people like having regular rituals to bind them together, whether we're talking religious celebrations, club meetings, baseball games, or pep rallies. (Okay, fine, we just like getting out of class early for that last one.)
