The Maxwell School of Citizenship and Public Affairs (commonly known as the Maxwell School) is the public policy school of Syracuse University. The school conducts research and offers graduate degrees in the social sciences, public administration, and international affairs.
The Maxwell School is the oldest public affairs school in the United States. It is regarded as one of the country's most prestigious schools of public policy; U.S. News & World Report consistently ranks the Maxwell School as the leading graduate school of public affairs in the United States (see: Rankings).
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