By Rev. Brenda Lee:
I arrived at the                          Los                          Angeles                          Airport at                          4                          a.m. and was                          driven up to the press area by Mr. Albert Rodriquez                          where I waited until about 6                          a.m.  I noticed a                          person who was on Air Force One on Wednesday                          afternoon.                           When that gentleman came near the barricade where                          I was standing, I asked if he would give a letter to                          President Obama.                           He said that he could not do that, but                          recommended that I give the letter to a staff                          member.  He                          said that they would be out shortly.                           
                          
                         
                         
                         
                         A few minutes later, two men came over (one later                          identified himself as Secret Servicemen Warly) and asked                          for my information; I identified myself as Rev. Brenda                          Lee with the Georgia Informer. They asked to open the                          letter. I gave Agent Warly permission to do so and he                          opened and read the letter. He                          gave it back to me.
                           
                          
                         
                         
                         
                         At that point, I sat down and started to write my                          article for the Georgia Informer.  Another man came                          up and identified himself as a staff person.  He offered to                          take the letter for President Obama.   My spirit                          did not agree with him, and I did not believe that he                          would give the letter to the President, but I quickly                          prayed and left it up to GOD.  One of the small                          sheets of paper fell and I opened the one that was left                          in my hand.                           It said “No” meaning that I was not to give him                          the letter.                           
I apologized and told the staff person that I                          would keep the letter in hopes that the President would                          pass by.  He                          then told me that he could guarantee that President                          Obama would not be coming near me and he asked that I                          not wave, motion, or yell out to the President.  At that point, I                          was offended, as I do not carry myself in that                          manner.  I                          agreed to his conditions.  He walked                          off.  No one ever said that I was not to give the                          letter to President Obama if he were to come near                          me.
                          
                                                                                                
                         
                         
                         I started a conversation with two reporters from                          Watts.  The staff member                          returned a second time; he had two men with him.                          Detective Martinez did the                          talking.  He                          asked me to follow him from the press area.  I did and once I                          was out of the press area, the staff person said that he                          heard me tell the reporters that I was doing to disrupt                          the photo shot.                           At no time did I say anything like this to                          anyone, and I then called him a liar, and I asked                          Detective Martinez to check with the other                          reporters.                            The staff person said that he would allow me to                          return to the press area, if he could stand next to                          me.  I                          agreed because I had no plans to disrupt the                          proceedings.
                         
                         
                         When I return to the press area, I said to the                          Watts reporters,                          “Heavens, you are reporters, and you would allow the men                          to accost me without intervening on my behalf.”  The older                          gentleman said to me, “What would you have me do?”  I said, “You are                          right.  I                          apologize to you.”                           The next thing I knew the staff person returned                          with three men.                           This time Detective Martinez request that I leave                          the pres area. I asked why I was being asked to                          leave.  “I                          have not done anything and I want to know why I am being                          asked to leave.”                           At this point, the staff person waved his hand.                          (I knew what that meant because Bishop Bolam of                          Savannah, Georgia had me assaulted by his security                          people with the wave of his hand a few years early.) I                          made the decision to sit down to defuse the                          situation.                           
At that point someone grab my shoulder, and then                          the detectives were all over me and I said, “Now I am                          not leaving.”                           I screamed at the reporters to do their job                          because I could see that they were beginning to turn                          their backs.                           The detectives started dragging me; I heard                          someone say, “Get her feet.” They carried me out of the                          press area.                           Firemen thought that I had fainted and rushed                          toward me asking if I needed medical assistance.
 I said,                          “No!  Take a                          picture.”                           By this time detectives were trying to force me                          into an unmarked car.  It had some                          writing on it, but I could not read it.  I told them no                          way was I going to let them put me into a car.  Detective                          Martinez stopped                          and  said,                          ”We could have put your hands behind your back, hand                          cuffed you, put you in a black and white car and taken                          you off for 72 hours of observation. (My sister, Betty                          had worked on the sixth floor of                          Macon                          Hospital, so I knew                          that he was implying that I had mental problems.  “Are you                          suggesting that I have mental problems?”  He said, “No.”                          But he asked if I was on drugs.  By this time I                          was exhausted and I told him that I wanted to leave, if                          I was not under arrest.  
I requested my                          driver and they said that Mr. Rodriquez did not want me                          in his vehicle.                           I told them that was fine, but that I would walk                          back to my car because I did not trust them.  They said that                          we were in lock down and we could not move.  Once lock down                          was lifted, Mr. Rodriquez came over and I got into the                          van.  Agent                          Warly came up and said that he had not found me to be a                          threat to President Obama and wanted me to know                          that.
His                          sole purpose was to make sure that the President was not                          under attack; he requested an interview; I declined his                          request and left LAX. I requested Detective Martinez’                          card and the name of his superior.  He said it was                          his job to remove me after the staff member demanded my                          removal.  He refused to give me                          the name of the staff person, but I took a picture of                          him.
                          
                                                                                             
                         
                         
                         My                          reaction to the above event is total shock.  All of it was                          unnecessary.                           At no point did I demand to give President Obama                          the letter; it was in an envelope and address to the                          White House.                           I thought I would save myself and stamp and I                          would be assured that he received it.                           
                          
                         
                         
                         
                         Nothing has changed for Blacks, especially women.                          I do not believe that a White, clergy with a collar                          would have been asked to leave the press area simple                          because he had a letter in his hand.  I think the                          events were three folded.  It was an                          opportunity for the Catholic Church and the gays to                          discredit me, and it cast President Obama in   negative light                          for a Black female to be mishandled to this extent.
                          
                                                                                       
                         
                         
                         The                          staff person acted improperly and everyone knew it, but                          no one would stop him.  It was an abuse                          of power."
AAPP: Hmmm... I guess a few bloggers have said it best, people just get carried away by Obama,, or better yet, that's what happens when your a wingnut  African-American  shock activist journalist.