As far as jargon goes, it's not so bad, and English will be the better for it. Jargon, like cholesterol, comes in good and bad kinds. Then there are the rapidly changing shibboleths and code-words that separate the elite from the rabble, the cool from the dweebs. But sometimes sincere, plain-speaking folks simply need names for things. Just as Adam had to give names to every beast of the field and every fowl of the air, the first person who wants to identify a new gizmo to a listener has to figure out what kind of noise to make to get the idea across.
Language provides two options.
One is to cobble together a phrase describing the gizmo. It's clear, poetic even, but if you imagine a conversation among harried lab technicians you immediately see the problem. The option at the other extreme is to coin a nice simple word, like flurg. That's short and sweet, but unless you are a member of a clique who is in contact with the dubber and have memorized the coinage, it's gibberish. New words are manufactured by gluing old ones together, adding prefixes and suffixes, thinking up metaphors, and borrowing words from other languages.