I’ll speak as a mafia person, a minor lead back to people. However, only within the walls of the courtroom(s). The reason is I am very dead to that name and it is used by others made more famous even in small public places. I have NOT used it for myself in decades. It would only be a frame of mind, no change in my actual status of clout in the city.
Otherwise, I am fully disconnected, unrelated in so many ways to the 1970s. It may be why expectations are so misplaced with me right now. I NEVER MADE THE MONEY people expected! I don’t have the contacts and connections. I got human trafficked by strangers instead. I was not connected to making money even in San Diego or Honolulu. Forget about Los Angeles, CA. I feel people did try to get some money back to my family for any contributions(even far away from California) I did do, to help me survive. Being a sea hag and crazy Steven were not the original nicknames I used and I don’t know how announced they were outside the smallest inner circles on back lots. I was NOT a known money-maker at all.
Originally, I was just a child who wanted to pay a feature film director a token amount of money to listen to my idea(s). I was not supposed to look committed to hiring a whole staff of people. The Chula Vista, CA and Van Nuys, CA people are the ones who had the money and connections to do that sort of thing–and they knew me in person since the 1970s. Some of those people left the country in the 1970s, some stayed around. I am not certain what deals people made and got, nor the monies earned.