Flag of The Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic

Last Soviet-era (before 1991) flag was adopted by the Russian SFSR in 1954. The constitution stipulated:

The state flag of the Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic presents itself as a red rectangular sheet with a light-blue stripe at the pole extending all the width which constitutes one eighth length of the flag.

Between 1937 and the adoption of the flag to the right, the flag was red with the gold Cyrillic characters РСФСР (RSFSR) in the top-left corner, in a traditional viaz' style of ornamental Cyrillic calligraphy.

The flag of RSFSR is a defacement of the flag of the Soviet Union.

Like the flag of the Soviet Union, the hammer and sickle represents the working class and more specifically, the hammer represents the urban industrial workers and the sickle represents the rural and agricultural peasants. The red in the flag represents the Russian revolution and revolution in general.

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    Swift blazing flag of the regiment,
    Eagle with crest of red and gold,
    These men were born to drill and die.
    Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
    Make plain to them the excellence of killing
    And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
    Stephen Crane (1871–1900)

    By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
    Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
    Here once the embattled farmers stood
    And fired the shot heard round the world.
    Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)

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    Warren Beatty (b. 1937)

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    Vladimir Nabokov (1899–1977)

    One is a socialist because one used to be one, no longer going to demonstrations, attending meetings, sending in one’s dues, in short, without paying.
    Michel de Certeau (1925–1986)

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    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)