Pynchon test

[DKGIBBONS at delphi.com]

Now what sea is this you have crossed, exactly, and what sea is it you
have plunged more than once to the bottom of, alerted, full of adrenalin,
but caught really, buffaloed under the epistemologies of these threats
that paranoid you so down and out, caught in this steel pot, softening
to devitaminized mush inside the soup=stock of your own words, your waste submarine breath?
It took the dreyfus Affair to get the Zionists out and doing, finally:
what will drive you out of your soup-kettle?
Has it already happened?  Was it tonight's attack and deliverance?
Will you go to the Heath, and begin your settlement, and wait
there for your Director to come?"

If you can place and explain that paragraph you might convince me you are the man himself.