Like many other people, I would love to see political correctness consigned to the local rubbish dump. So too, the pesky people who have carved a path to personal power from peddling it's poison in place of common sense and realism.

I recently visited what appeared to be a quaint, grass-covered valley floor in the Adelaide foothills. I had previously discovered it while peering down a steep incline adjacent to the Windy Point Restaurant lookout. From a height, it appeared interesting. A colourful quarry cut into one corner offered a tantalising glimpse of local history to a curious mind.

A satellite-eye view of the valley on Microsoft 3D Virtual Earth revealed a strange-looking structure in the middle of a plain, along with several vehicle access tracks. Since the area was otherwise abnormally featureless, my curiosity began to boil.

Upon close inspection the structure's business card was a large sign introducing it as the Lynton Landfill Gas Monitoring Plant. I then realised exactly where I had ventured. The elevated valley floor, which I had gained with much puff and steam up a steep track from a road below, is the site of the old Lynton rubbish dump.

I clearly remember having gone there around thirty years ago to help a friend empty a trailer filled with household waste. Back then it was called a 'dump', or a 'tip', so I was surprised to discover that without any alteration to its duties, its job description had been upgraded to 'landfill site'.