In a scene that perfectly encapsulates the sense of entitlement festering within the Democratic political class, a Rhode Island party chairwoman was arrested for drunk driving last week. But this was no ordinary traffic stop. What unfolded on the streets of East Greenwich was a masterclass in liberal hypocrisy, a vulgar display of imagined superiority, and a stark illustration of the disdain the left holds for the men and women who keep our communities safe.
Maria A. Bucci, the 51-year-old chairwoman of the Cranston Democratic Committee and a former mayoral candidate, was pulled over by police. The reason was clear: officers observed her with “severely bloodshot, glassy and watery eyes” and detected “a strong odor of an alcoholic beverage emanating from inside the vehicle.” For any ordinary citizen, this would be a moment of shame, regret, and compliance with the law. For Bucci, it was a cue to perform.
Her first instinct was not to accept responsibility but to wield what she believed was her unassailable political status. She repeatedly demanded of the officers, “Do you know who I am?” This phrase, the battle cry of the privileged, reveals a core belief: that the rules which govern the common people do not, and should not, apply to the anointed elites of the Democratic machine. She expected her minor political title to serve as a “get-out-of-jail-free” card, a magical incantation that would halt the machinery of justice.
When the officers, doing their duty with remarkable patience, were not impressed by her title, her true character was unleashed. She descended into a profanity-laden tirade designed to intimidate and humiliate. As officers attempted to administer field sobriety tests, she insulted them and peppered them with personal questions. She played every card in the modern liberal victim deck. She attempted to leverage connections, ordering them to “call my husband right now and call the attorney general and everybody else in town.” She then played the race card, absurdly claiming, “God forbid I was a black person, I’d be arrested,” weaponizing racial tension to serve her own personal predicament.
Her contempt for law enforcement then boiled over into pure vitriol. As Officer Anthony St. Laurent tried to proceed, she provocatively asked, “What are you going to do, shoot me?”—a question dripping with the very rhetoric used by leftist activists to demonize the police. When she was finally placed under arrest, her rage knew no bounds. She called the officer a “dk”** and a “loser,” shouting, “Give me the camera, you’re a dk… You’re a loser.”**
The performance did not end at the roadside. Transported to police headquarters, Bucci’s “ferocious attack of abusive comments,” as the police report described it, continued. She called Officer St. Laurent an “‘evil (expletive) piece of (expletive).’” She revealed her deep-seated hatred for the profession, crying out that she had “‘told her kids if they ever became a cop I’d kill them,’ before adding, ‘only clowns become cops.’” She concluded with a direct threat: “‘I’m going to get you mother****.’”**
This incident is not an anomaly; it is a symptom. It is the logical outcome of a political movement and a media culture that for years has preached that police are the enemy, that authority is illegitimate, and that personal responsibility is secondary to identity and connection. Bucci acted out the script that has been written for her by Democratic politicians who vilify law enforcement, by a media that amplifies every allegation against an officer while ignoring stories of heroism, and by a cultural elite that believes itself to be above the law.
It stands in direct opposition to the ethos of the America First movement championed by President Donald Trump. This movement respects the rule of law, honors the police who enforce it, and believes in equal accountability for everyone—no matter their political party, wealth, or social status. While the left lectures about privilege, their own local leaders exhibit the most grotesque form of it, expecting the world to kneel before their self-proclaimed importance. Maria Bucci’s night in handcuffs is a small but perfect reminder that in President Trump’s America, the law applies equally, and the days of liberal elites expecting a pass are over.