In Poshshire dibvlenthere was the Weekly Intelligence Meeting - Planning. The idea was scrambled egg ranks would get together, look at whats going on, andn plan resources accordingly for the week ahead (while forgetting that the past is usually a poor predictor of the future).
Anyyoo, after a while someone twigged that it was the W.I.M.P., but it was changed and years layer became the S.H.I.T. (I think Strategic Head of Intelligence Tasking, or somesuch). Some of the team and department names were either so daft, or so cringingly PC, that the Daily Mail even published and article about Poshhire Constabulary management having too much time on its hands, which was probably correct.
Which reminds me, there was a copper called John Bundy. He was thick as pigsheet and a backstabbing liability and no one liked or trusted him, so he was nicknamed Ted. It got so bad that when he ordered some new uniform the name badges and embroidered epaulettes even said Ted Bundy. When he got married he took his wifes surname in order to escape the pith taking, but everyone just took the pith out of him for that instead. I'm not for blatant bullying but he tried to foxtrot over so many people that I had zero sympathy for him, and being named for a serial killer was a fraction of what he really deserved.