Politics of The Republic of China

Politics Of The Republic Of China

The politics of the Republic of China (ROC) takes place in a framework of a semi-presidential representative democratic republic, whereby the President is head of state and the Premier (President of the Executive Yuan) is head of government, and of a dominant party system. Executive power is exercised by the government. Legislative power is vested in both the government and parliament. The Judiciary is independent of the executive and the legislature. The party system is dominated by the Kuomintang (KMT, "Chinese Nationalist Party") which favors closer links to mainland China.

The ROC currently has jurisdiction over Taiwan, Quemoy, Matsu, and the Pescadores Islands (Penghu) and several smaller islands. Taiwan's five major cities, Kaohsiung, New Taipei, Taichung, Tainan, and Taipei, are special municipalities. The rest of Taiwan and the Penghu Islands are administered together as the Taiwan Province. Quemoy, Matsu, and smaller nearby islands are administered as counties of Fujian (also "Fukien") Province, Republic of China.

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