Danish Council of State - From Council Presidium To Prime Ministers Office

From Council Presidium To Prime Ministers Office

From 1848 to 1918 the person in charge of the Council’s presidium (Danish: Konseilspræsidiet) wore the title of President of the Council and was the de facto prime minister. In 1918 the presidium had formed into a regular cabinet office and was transformed into what today is known as the Ministry of the State of Denmark (Danish: Statsministeriet).

The office consists of the Prime Minister, a secretariat to the Prime Minister and a department headed by a permanent secretary of state. Besides being the office of the PM, it is also the ministry for the press and Greenland and the Faroe Islands.

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