R.I.P Paul Tilley
February 24, 2008
AdPulp broke the news that Paul Tilley of DDB Chicago jumped from the roof of the Fairmount Hotel yesterday. Our sources confirm and Adweak has the larger story.
Our heartfelt and true condolences go out to his family and friends.
AS
Addendum:
A note to our readers – bloggers from AdPulp to folks on Twitter have been linking to one of our posts about Paul Tilley. The post is live on our WordPress site and on the MB home site.
I received the news at 2:00 am. via another blogger. I was horrified. Not because the blog has posted questioning commentary about Paul in the past, but because in this case, the means of his death are so shocking. I originally moved the post into draft with trembling fingers. My thought was, this man has killed himself and those in cyberspace are linking to Agency Spy, as if my blog commentary and its associated scathing or lauding comments have killed this father and husband.
I do not give myself enough credit to think that a blog posting can cause a lucid, intelligent man to jump from a building. I am a blogger. My words may sting. They may also applaud, but a blog post about an agency’s new mantra does not cause an individual to step into the unknown. A blog posting about one’s work, an editorial, a movie review… these things have been done before. There is scathing and often personal editorial about the founder of Mediabistro, written by Gawker, that is cemented in digital history. David Denby of the New Yorker has eviscerated filmmakers in print time and again. Martin Sorrell was recently taken to task for his blog postings on Davos. Maureen Dowd of the Times spent years putting pins in Clinton, etc. My (as well my readers) comments and criticisms, as pointed as they were, can not possibly be blamed for so tragic a death. I have been attacked in my own life by a business partner who told personal tales, intimate details (far beyond attacking my work) to clients, to friends, to my enemies. I know the pain of exposure, of things most cherished coming to light far beyond anything I have written about Paul Tilley and Maurice Levy or Marian Salzman, et al.
I see in the comments of this post that many will point fingers at this blog for Mr. Tilley’s death. That is unacceptable. A man who has been described on this blog from many angles, died. He killed himself and for this, I am mournful. It is heart breaking to hear of anyone in our industry and beyond suffering in such pain. It is an unbearable thought – suicide. I did not know Paul, but one must think that there were many other issues plaguing his soul. It is not for me to say what sadnesses or complexities in his life led to his own taking of it. Selves can be bruised in ways far beyond the reach of a blog. It is hubristic to think that a blog made a man leave his family behind. It belittles Paul and what his life was actually about.
My sympathies and true condolences I extend again to his family, friends and co-workers.
February 24, 2008 at 7:08 am
Agreed that it’s sad and I am sure the condolences are meant. But you bitched about the guy 5 days ago and now that post is mysteriously missing from your site. http://tinyurl.com/ysuulp
February 24, 2008 at 11:58 am
Heartfelt? True? Just stop it now. It’s too late.
Paul was a talented, compassionate, kind, and thoughtful man. But those with far less character, in name and anonymously, chose not to write those things.
Of note: there is nothing in the Sun Times about this tragedy. LL is a coward to the core.
February 24, 2008 at 3:02 pm
A hear-say Twitter feed is your confirmation? You are pathetic. Keep deleting your snarky posts that made personal attacks on Tilley and this sentiment might start to feel genuine. You and all the DDB employees who forward you internal emails should be ashamed of yourselves.
February 24, 2008 at 3:13 pm
My thoughts are with his wife and kids. I really hope all this negative blog shit had nothing to do with it.
February 24, 2008 at 3:40 pm
@S.O. – The mainstream press, is no doubt, working on a fact-checked story. They can’t move as fast as word-of-mouth moves.
@BIll Bernbach – The Twitter source–David Armano–is a trustworthy guy who works in the business in Chicago. He heard about it from a friend who works at DDB.
@AngryPete – Right now, without a note, or a word from those close to him, none of us can speculate on what drove Paul Tilley to his tragic end.
February 24, 2008 at 3:43 pm
death by blog
It looks like this stupid blog can kill more than a career.
February 24, 2008 at 3:50 pm
F-ing parasites!
Agency Spy, George Parker/Adscam, and Lewis Lazare/Sun Times should all be sued.
February 24, 2008 at 4:07 pm
Sure his death is tragic but that doesn’t change how he lived his life. And believe you me, he was not a kind or compassionate man. I worked for him and he was not someone to look up to. As a person or a creative director. At all. The acts I witnessed both professionally and personally were nothing short of despicable. I’m sorry, but jumping out of a window doesn’t change that.
February 24, 2008 at 4:07 pm
Trust me… as someone who’s known Paul for over 20 years… he heard and felt all those comments and whispers.
Sadly, we’ll never know what drove him in those final hours. All support to his two girls.
February 24, 2008 at 4:39 pm
Oh sure, the blogs made him do it. Puh-lease. (Trust me superspy, you have nothing to feel bad about)
We do love to shun responsibility don’t we?
Did you ever think it might have something to do with the way he led his life? Did you ever work for him? Did you ever see the number of people he screwed or used to bully his way to the top?
C’mon people. Jumping out of a window when you have a wife and kids doesn’t suddenly make your life honorable.
February 24, 2008 at 5:06 pm
Your addendum was pathetic and self serving. Every word written or spoken had an impact not only on Paul but also on his family and friends.
Paul was a brilliant and talented man. We were all so lucky to have him in our lives.
We have lost a beautiful person, but most importantly his wife and little girls are facing an unimaginable tragedy. Their loss is unimaginable.
Please keep his family and him in your thoughts and prayers.
February 24, 2008 at 5:32 pm
Without even knowing Paul, I think we can all agree that no SANE person ever takes his own life.
He was disturbed, but there are other ways out of our career problems… like QUITTING… opening a bakery or something?
Even if this blog posted nasty comments, there are always other options besides suicide. He just wasn’t sane enough to see that.
This was obviously a man with serious psychological issues – probably below the surface – and this is a terrible tragedy. I wish the best to his family and friends.
February 24, 2008 at 6:14 pm
I know not who you are or what you do. I do know that a brilliant, witty, insightful, and compassionate man is no longer with us. It is not for you or any of us to speculate as to his reasons, for noone can ever know for certain. Please just allow his family, friends and colleagues to mourn his death in peace. I will surely miss my dear friend.
February 24, 2008 at 6:20 pm
It seems inappropriate to speculate on this matter, especially since we have no access to the facts. And we’ll probably never have the facts—and that’s how it should remain, as this is a highly personal affair. Let’s be careful to presume the motivations, for everyone’s sake.
Is it an opportunity for introspection and debate? Absolutely. Is the blogosphere the ideal place to hold such discussions? Probably not. But it seems likely things will get heated in the coming days. Let’s hope that emotions don’t lead to comments that would be better left unsaid.
February 24, 2008 at 6:56 pm
I feel terribly sorry for his family and the multitude of people who will be affected. I doubt some random comments on a blog site pushed him over the edge. You have to have thick skin in advertising and the worst most snarky comments never come from the outside they come from your co-workers.
February 24, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Don’t worry mr/ms SuperSpy, nobody takes this blog seriously enough to put off a trip to the bathroom much less anything serious. This guy obviously had real problems in his life that had nothing to do with mediabistro’s attempt at relevance. Go ahead and send a fruit basket if it makes you feel better, but the family has real things to worry about.
Hey, I heard somewhere that big agencies make shitty ads! Woah!
February 24, 2008 at 7:24 pm
“You have to have thick skin in advertising and the worst most snarky comments never come from the outside they come from your co-workers.”
True true true. Whether you’re a creative, account person, planner, etc. This is a brutal industry and most people have no idea unless they work in it.
Rest in peace.
February 24, 2008 at 7:33 pm
even if mr. tilley sincerely believed that words written on this blog drove him to the point of no return, i would still not place any blame on agency spy. suicide is a tragic thing, but responsibility lies at the hands of the deceased. if we all chose to end our lives because of criticism, the world would become an empty place quite quickly. obviously mr. tilley had some serious mental issues that he was unable to deal with. condolences to his family.
February 24, 2008 at 7:56 pm
Pray for his family. Pray that those with depression get the help they need. Pray that agencies care about employees more than their bottom line. But don’t assess blame–that’s just a stupid waste of time.
February 24, 2008 at 9:04 pm
Seems to be really premature to even say this was a suicide.
Even if it was, none of us know what other hardships he was dealing with beyond troubles at work…not sure it’s any of our business, either.
A tragedy.
February 24, 2008 at 9:09 pm
I knew Paul only slightly, but in my dealings with him as a client he was principled, decent, insightful and responsible.
It’s fair to say he was a polarizing figure and a lot of criticism has been thrown at him over the last couple of years – both from within the agency, in the press and in the blogosphere. Some of it got very personal.
But as a friend said to me yesterday, no mater how much anger some people felt for him, it became clear on Friday it was nothing compared to how he felt about himself.
Perhaps Paul could no longer face the public scrutiny. Perhaps his death had nothing to do with his work. Its hard to imagine the despair that drives someone to throw themselves through a hotel room window. Hopefully, we never find out.
This is an intimate and subjective business in which we all have a by-line and accept the right of others to judge. Regardless of your view of Paul, he did not work anonymously. In that way, at least, he showed character absent in many of his critics.
A free press is a powerful tool and comes with responsibility. At the very least, Paul’s death will cause many of us to think about that responsibility again. And whether we can do more to help a situation than merely criticize it from afar.
My thoughts are with his family, and his friends, some of whom I know very well. It will take a long time before any of this starts to make sense.
Charles Day
February 24, 2008 at 9:52 pm
Not thrilled about the headlines at ddb.com: “DDB wins big on the Super Bowl”
Come on DDB….update your website to reflect this tragedy.
Ugggggh
February 24, 2008 at 10:04 pm
Dude, a blog post on agency spy isn’t enough to drive anyone to jump off the Fairmount roof. Much as I love your blog, its not that influential.
February 24, 2008 at 10:06 pm
Depression is serious. Agencyspy is dishing the dirt. One is tragic. The other simply isn’t.
Suicides are desperate acts by people who feel cornered and out of hope.
Our hearts go out to is family.
February 24, 2008 at 10:27 pm
The negative comments about Paul’s character made here don’t ring true to my experience with him. We worked together for three years, and I knew him to be not only clever, but responsible, honest and highly sensitive to the feelings of others.
February 24, 2008 at 11:33 pm
As an outsider, an old friend of Paul’s, and someone who give give a flying f*ck about the ad biz, it’s clear that some of you people have your own issues about your work and career.
So much whining and bitching.
Yes, Paul had demons. And we’ll never know what went on in that hotel room. But to continue to use this forum to judge his creativity and leadership skills in the ad industry?!
F*ing sad.
February 24, 2008 at 11:43 pm
I’m not in the industry. I’m just a guy who happened to be walking across the street at Columbus and South Water Friday evening at about 6:30 on his way to Aria. Our party did not find out about the full details of the event until after we left, when a very thorough investigation was ongoing. I spent the better part of my evening trying to figure out what would lead a man to make that kind of choice, and I’ve since stumbled upon this.
I don’t know if the man was a saint, a prick of the highest order, or someone in between. I don’t know if he saw what was printed here a few days ago or not. I certainly don’t know if this contributed in any small or signicant way to the decision to take his life. The thing is, no one here can definitively say it did not either.
I read what was posted here a few days ago. There is a fine line in the blogosphere between journalism and gossip, and I think this article crossed the line. Anonymity certainly helps in gathering sources for a story, but if you wouldn’t feel comfortable signing your name to a piece, then it probably doesn’t need to be published–especially when it casts the character of an individual in a negative light.
Basing this upon the assumption that this was, in fact, a suicide (CPD has not confirmed to date): If a troubled individual saw what was printed a million things could be going through their mind. One of them could certainly be, “Now that this is out there in print, how hard is it going to be for me to get a job if things aren’t going so well for me at company X?” (Again, we don’t know if things were going poorly).
It’s not a reason to make the choice that presumably was made. However, the article went a step further than standard office gossip. When mean things are written on the net and read by one’s colleagues, competitors, friends, and foes, you can’t take them back, and it certainly could make an individual’s decision to end his life a little easier.
February 25, 2008 at 12:10 am
I am completely appalled at the narcissistic response of Ad Spy. It isn’t all about you, get it. Think about what you do for a living. Ironic isn’t it. As if your work is noble.
Talk about a lack of integrity.
February 25, 2008 at 1:59 am
Amen. Imagine choosing a career path where you write about (and routinely trash) people in the agency business. Anonymously. What a pathetic existence.
February 25, 2008 at 2:08 am
Pat and S.O. – I disagree. Agency Spy is defending his/her position at being even remotely linked with this horrible tragedy.
The reason why people blog anonymously is because they would be fired by their employers for expressing their opinion…amongst others.
February 25, 2008 at 3:01 am
What was written in the blogs about Paul was outrageous and cruel. If you don’t think that such deeply hurtful comments were not impacting him and his family or fanning the flames at work, you are seriously naive. The criticism certainly undermined him. Paul sure wasn’t perfect, but who is?
I can only hope that this horrible event will lead people to think twice before they let loose with caustic comments that are globally disseminated. Are there no standards of decency in the blogosphere? There should be.
It’s time to stop with the hostility. If our industry wants to garner more respect, we need to start by respecting each other.
February 25, 2008 at 3:27 am
Look,
Seriously, if you think some stupid blog drove him to suicide, then you either think way too little of the man or way too much of this blog.
If some nasty comments on a blog really did drive him to kill himself, well, I can’t imagine he was stable. If the blog didn’t exist, then it would have been the guy who cut him off and gave him the finger, or getting the wrong order at restaurant, ot a bad review in one of the trade papers.
But come on, it wasn’t this blog. I know, it feels good to attack someone who criticized the man, but seriously, the guy committed suicide. It’s tragic, but it wasn’t a BLOG. Give the poor man more credit than that than to suggest some silly rumor blog was more important than his entire life.
To attack this site and suggest it was the cause of the man’s death is insulting to Paul TIlley, and everyone else out there with a brain and a heart.
February 25, 2008 at 6:25 am
Some of you people just don’t get it. Take a week off from the anti-Tilley comments.
There will be plenty of time for you to bitch about him in the future. Just leave it be for now. Or start sharpening your knives for the next guy.
My god…
February 25, 2008 at 7:40 am
Please let my nephew rest in peace. This is a terrible tragedy, one his wife his daughters and my sister are still trying to absorb, in the meantime a person like Kevin Baxter (if that’s your real name)feels compelled to share his immature, mean spirited comments in a blog that has nothing positive to contribute. Easy to be brave when your hiding behind a computer screen. What a terrible world we live in that two days after our loved ones death this blog is still going strong. Thanks to those of you who will keep Paul and his family in your prayers. I will pray that none of you EVER go through this kind of heart ache. Yes it was his decision, No you DON’T have a right to comment>
February 25, 2008 at 1:54 pm
i think it’s time for your to rename this site ‘BLOODONMYHANDS.COM’
February 25, 2008 at 2:39 pm
Just want to say to Superspy.
Keep posting. You had nothing to do with this. Clearly, if you thought your blog did this, you would be insanely overestimating yourself. But if people are linking to you and pointing a finger, then you have every right to state that they shouldn’t. Your blog post didnt have the power to do this.
Anonymous blogging, commenting are the only ways to get honest reactions from people. Plenty of people have been fired for expressing their opinion. It might violate the First Amendment to do so, but it doesnt violate NYC work-at-will laws. So there you go.
Leave Superspy alone, and also leave Pat Tilley alone, while we’re at it. I believe in the right to anonymous comments, but that shouldn’t mean you’re not an asshole for piling on those family memebers who might read this.
February 25, 2008 at 2:59 pm
Agreed LoveAgencySpy… it certainly got an honest reaction from Paul Tilley.
February 25, 2008 at 3:40 pm
All you kids need to chill the fuck out.
He did what he did because somehow he apparently rationalized it was “the right thing to do” for him.
Yes, suicide is the ultimate act of selfishness. It may seem like a cruel thing to say for the time being — but reflecting on those I have known who have done it in the past — none of the people who knew them at the time have said long after the fact — “You know… he picked the right course of action with that choice.”
No, superspy (or Lewis or George or even me by the time the people get pissed off by the end of this comment) didn’t have fuck all to do with it.
All of us in the industry take shit from all parties in the ad game on a daily basis — and in person.
Be it creative, planners, tech guys, “the suits”, the client, the pinheads running the agencies, etc — we all have moments of douchebaggery.
The difference is that we deal with it (or we slowly learn to deal with it over a matter of time — be it with a nice expensive psychotherapist, a few jars after work in the nearest bar, working out at the gym like a fiend, etc.) A couple of lines in a blog shouldn’t cause someone to have an upset stomach, much less follow through on a selfish act.
Whatever he did, he did for himself — and none of us can rationalize it — be it now or ever. To speculate as to why — or even start to lay blame at this point is both stupid and pointless.
So his friends should & can mourn him in “an appropriate manner”, his family can mourn him and grieve, his “enemies” (given that that term is a fucking joke in the advertising game) can feel for his family and then go onto creating the next ad…. we all do what we think is appropriate….
but god forbid, everyone take a fucking chill pill on the issue… “we” (and I’m using the royal “we” here) did not kill him (barring some CSI-type forensics to follow.)
Remember how to would like to — but to blame anyone — especially in an anonymous forum (and lord knows one has to remain anonymous in the ad game if being in any sense critical and still wanting to work in the agency world) — is a fucking joke and you need to reconsider the place you find yourself in your life if you think that is the case.
That is all… (but somehow get the sense it might just start off a fresh round for those who feel the need to crow on…)
February 25, 2008 at 4:06 pm
Thanks to anonymous gossip blogs, I can’t escape the haters and douchbags. Calling someone out is noble? 90% of the people in this business make me sick. I should have been a dentist.
February 25, 2008 at 4:28 pm
Hello, I didn’t know this person (Paul Tilley) from Adam, but I happened to be staying in a room down the hall on the same floor (27th) of the Fairmont that night. I was in Chicago for a dental convention, and there was a rumor going around that ‘the jumper’ was a dentist. Well, some Googling this morning revealed that it was not a dentist, but instead Mr. Tilley.
Cops were going in and out of the room when we got off the elevator (I think it was 2722 or 2723) and peering in, I saw the table was littered with empty Budweiser cans.
I can’t imagine blog comments would drive anyone to that, but I am curious now to see what you guys wrote about him.
February 25, 2008 at 4:34 pm
As his cousin, will you let him rest in peace please?
February 25, 2008 at 4:43 pm
two bones of contention –
that no SANE person takes their own life – utter bullshit.
that what you do in the ADVERTISING INDUSTRY actually means anything in the real world – also utter bullshit.
February 25, 2008 at 4:57 pm
de mortuis nil nisi bonum
(let nothing be said of the dead but good)
February 25, 2008 at 5:01 pm
In Imaginary Forces’ powerful opening titles from Mad Men, the falling ad man is caught by the foot of a savior.
A powerful metaphor that we, the Chicago advertising community, seem unable (incapable?) of providing.
Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders?
Not today.
February 25, 2008 at 5:54 pm
this dude pual sounded like a real loser anyway . . . and pa-leaze . .. he killed himself due this guy’s blog – maybe the pen is mightier than the sord?
February 25, 2008 at 6:24 pm
I don’t claim to know Paul well, but I did have the privilege of being a client of his for a few years in the late 90’s.
I knew him to be a very intelligent, humorous, and talented person who was always quick to speak of his wonderful family.
They will certainly be in my prayers at this horrible time.
And yes, it is shocking to see how many are willing to throw stones at a time like this. So little understanding of this act, or even compassion for that matter…shameful.
February 25, 2008 at 6:29 pm
Judging by the volume of comments here and elsewhere it is readily apparent that this man had supporters, as well as detractors. But since it seems that he left no note behind, to point the finger at people who run these blogs and lay claim that they took his life is absurd. Everything is speculation. Maybe he was told by his superior to drum up more business or ship out. Maybe his wife asked for a divorce. NO ONE KNOWS. Even the Bud cans are just rumor (would you go for Budweiser if you knew it would be your last drink?). Speculate all you’d like but no one is responsible for Tilleys actions other than Tilley.
February 25, 2008 at 6:42 pm
If we are to be judged by the company we keep, I need to get out of this business. Or at least off this site.
February 25, 2008 at 6:48 pm
It is so sad. I am not talking about Paul’s death at this moment but the cowards and spineless creatures who sharpen their pens into knives and assult and ambush their vistims from their darkness. Once they inflict their damage, they justify their hollow existence through denial. These poor timid souls will never experience victory or defeat because they cower in the shadows, angry at those who try to do something, who try to accomplish something. These vapid, loathesome loners who even have to use fake names and fake emails to hide behind. May God have mercy on your souls.
February 25, 2008 at 7:05 pm
When did we decide that suicide shouldn’t be mocked, derided and belittled?
It’s the ultimate act of selfishness.
With 2 kids and a wife? Utterly pathetic.
My prayers aren’t with him.
They’re with his wife and kids. The only TRUE victims of this.
And as far as this blog causing it? Please.
If you’re an ECD and can’t take criticism from a blog or a reporter or your subordinates, you need to go work elsewhere.
END OF STORY.
February 25, 2008 at 7:45 pm
Nothing matters but the world of those two daughters he left behind.
The authors of sh*tty comments about the guy…NO MATTER what he did or how….are the REAL cowards.
You didn’t have the balls to say it to his face while he was here but you’ll say it on a blog his two kids will, most likely, read.
Maybe you turds have a few inner demons of your own…
You obviously don’t have children…or shouldn’t, if this is how classy you are.
February 25, 2008 at 7:48 pm
Unless his suicide note says that he was hurt by all the comments/criticism, he was just a psychotic guy who jumped out of a window. Thank goodness he didn’t kill anyone else and just himself. He was mentally ill and he could have probably used help, or he was getting help, or he was on drugs. Who knows what happened? A note would clarify, but I wouldn’t speculate until you get more information.
February 25, 2008 at 7:56 pm
This message is to all of you who think you knew Paul… because you worked with him, had a beer once, or bumped into him at starbucks – but most pointienly, MR.BURNS, to you. I connot imagine the callus soul that must lay only micrometers below the surface of your bitter and hateful body.
In an America where competition is everything, only the most brilliant and motivated pupils will rise to the top of the class. I am sorry, Mr. Burns, that you chose to sit in your desk with your hand raised, waiting on someone to just happen to call you up the ladder of success – but it doesn’t work that way. Paul’s mother and father worked hard to send Paul to Northwestern so that he could hone in on his creative genius – and Paul worked hard for the rest of his astonishing life to accomplish things he deemed worthy of a mere “congratulations”. The Paul you claim to know was not cruel as you claim. He worked hard and so expected the same from anyone on his team. He would not expect any more or any less from those around him then he would expect from himself. He rose quickly to the top because of his famous charisma, insight, and wit. But you know this.
I have such a vivid image of you in my head, sir. Sitting somewhere in an office, rotting with jealousy as all the other more brilliant and worthy peers pass you by. Sit there and snivel, and write mean awful things about amazing geniuses, fathers, husbands, friends, cousins, sons, neighbors and the like. THEIR lives are cherished – despite their end.
We, Paul’s family, mourn the man we knew, hate the disease that took him from us, and cherish his most prized accomplishments – his wife and 2 beautiful, witty, and brilliant daughters. I cannot imagine that you have accomplished anyting Paul had – especially these last 3 mentioned, because if you were an adored father and loved husband – you would have held your tounge in the wake of this tragedy.
February 25, 2008 at 7:56 pm
As a young person who is looking to get into the industry as a career, I am completely turned off by the few that are being so harsh and disrespectful during this time. Yes this is an open forum, but have some decency people! I knew the industry had its share of bad seeds, but you people should be ashamed of yourselves. My prayers are with his family, friends, and coworkers.
February 25, 2008 at 8:31 pm
It’s tacky that you even wrote this.
Of course your words had nothing to do with this; get over yourself. The man clearly had some other evils plaguing him, but to go on about yourself and your words…shush, and just give him some final respect.
RIP
February 25, 2008 at 8:32 pm
the more i think about the physics behind this suicide, things just don’t ad up. to start with i wonder how he got to the roof top, but being that as it may he obviously got there. back to the physics….in 2007 the longest outdoor long jump was by Louis Tsatoumas of Greece at 8.66 Meters, which is very close to the distance from the outer wall of the Fairmont to the street where the CTA driver states he landed…how could someone of his physical appearance and assumed condition make it that far? something is very fishy…
February 25, 2008 at 8:37 pm
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February 25, 2008 at 8:54 pm
This guy must have had other issues to do something that drastic. Advertising people develop tough skins so it’s highly unlikely that this blog had anything to do with it. I wouldn’t give agencyspy that much credit.
BUT it does make me wonder why ad people are so quick to put each other down. It’s a tough enough job without all the haters.
February 25, 2008 at 8:57 pm
Stop digging Agency Spy. Please, for Paul’s family, his friends, and everyone that is mourning. Set down the shovel, and show some consideration. If you don’t respect Paul that is your personal belief, but please, allow others to grieve and pay tribute to someone that they respect without your continued insults and painful words.
While certainly your blog couldn’t be the cause of his death, the criticism and pressure he was under was certainly intense. Words are powerful.
I’ve never read this blog before today, and it is painful to read. I would encourage others to stop supporting the site.
February 25, 2008 at 9:11 pm
To all,
You should be embarrassed. Everything I’m reading here is narcissism (your blog is not that impactful) seasoned with speculation and disrespect (these comments are unreal.)
Even if you knew Paul as a colleague and thought poorly of him, you didn’t know Paul at home as a husband and a father. If you knew him as a friend, you didn’t know him as my friend, or another’s friend. If you knew Paul as family, you didn’t know him as a boss.
C’mon, we’re all ad people, we should be the best at thinking about things differently. Afterall, that’s what you all pride yourself on, right?
The point here is that unless you are speaking about yourself directly, your words are simply your opinions and one sided views, no matter who you are.
You are all entitled, yes, but you’re not the authority on the subject; any subject. And perhaps now is the time to use your better judgment and show some class.
Regardless of what’s written and said and felt, the one thing that’s certain is that it’s time to let it go and let his family and friends mourn in peace.
I didn’t know Paul. Nor do I know anyone who does. But I do know that his family and friends are in my thoughts right now and that I’m embarrassed and apologetic for my fellow advertising colleagues words.
February 25, 2008 at 9:24 pm
I’m sure AgencySpy feels terrible, and I feel terrible for him/her.
But for those of you who say the blog couldn’t be the cause, no. Criticism CAN be that last straw that a depressed person needs to justify suicide.
In this case, I have a hard time understanding it. What if there was an anonymous blog (or a huge newspaper!?) criticizing every piece of work you did, and on top of that, trashing your personality, fashion sense and sense of humor? If you’re a huge celebrity, you may have to learn to deal with it. But if you’re an ordinary guy going to your ordinary office, it could be devastating.
February 25, 2008 at 9:29 pm
There is an important lesson learned here that ultimately whatever you write anywhere you should take accountability for. There is an ethical code for journalists and there should be for bloggers who do it from an authoritative stance–which you are truly trying to establish here—as well.
February 25, 2008 at 9:40 pm
Rest in Peace my friend. Now we can really party together without getting fired.
February 25, 2008 at 10:19 pm
Firstly, Agency Spy isn’t continuing to write anything about this -it’s all of us who are adding to it. All of you who are clamoring to end this thread – it’s calling the kettle black.
Secondly, since I’m not one of the folks freaking out about the fact that people comment on blogs) … doesn’t anyone find it a little ironic that he apparently berated his creative department, (“too many of you are only doing good work. And some of you are doing work that simply isn’t good enough.”), goading them to do something better than expected and mediocre and then ended up being the most cliche of all?
February 25, 2008 at 10:25 pm
[...] commentary on blogging This posting and the comments below are a sober commentary on anonymous blogging. The person who took his own life (according to press reports) was the [...]
February 25, 2008 at 11:30 pm
Chin up, Agency Spy. I’m sorry you’re going through this.
February 26, 2008 at 12:11 am
I came on this because of Adrants. I’ve never seen your blog before but I’m struck immediately by two things. First, as is the case with many bloggers, you are hiding. Unlike real journalists who have their name on a byline and who put out their work with the idea that they will bear the consequences of it – good or bad – you do not identify yourself. Blogs remind me of the slam books that circulated in my junior high school years and years ago. No accountability for one’s words. Anonymity breeds cruelty. Second, you took away (can “unpost” now be a blogging-related word?) the words that some people said were hurtful to this man. Why did you take them down? Why did you not stand by them? Were you no longer proud of your prose? Perhaps you are questioning the wisdom of your own cruelty. I don’t get it. Life is hard enough – why be deliberately mean? Didn’t we all get out of junior high school with some wisdom?
February 26, 2008 at 12:12 am
I have tried on other blogs to encourage people to cease and desist on this topic. It doesn’t seem to work. I would argue the critics (who insist blogs or anyone else are responsible for the tragedy) are going through the mourning process—their comments should be considered from that perspective.
I would also urge everyone to consider the following before hitting the post button on any blog: Would you be comfortable making the statement directly to Tilley’s wife and children? If not, please keep your opinions private.
February 26, 2008 at 1:20 am
I am finding many of your comments here to be absolutely despicable. What is wrong with you people? Have you no heart? In my opinion the blogger should have kept these comments closed. You can simply not even begin to understand what his family is going through, every unkind word here makes it that much worse.
Have some compassion and follow the old stand by rule: if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.
February 26, 2008 at 2:06 am
My deepest sympathies to Paul’s family – his mother, uncle, sister, wife & beautiful daughters. I’m sorry you are having to endure this senseless blogging in the wake of what is a real tragedy for your family. Our prayers are with you.
February 26, 2008 at 2:15 am
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February 26, 2008 at 3:14 am
Uh, what?
February 26, 2008 at 3:19 am
How sad to read all these comments, with such a bitter tone. We all have positive and negative qualities– but everyone has worth in SOME way to SOMEONE. His wife was quoted saying he was “complicated”. We tend to like to boil things down to something that’s black and white rather than shades of gray– i.e. he was an “asshole” or he was “brilliant”. My guess is that he could be one, the other, both or neither depending on the day.
I don’t work at DDB, but this story has made an impact on the people at my agency. Our VP reminded us this morning to take time out for ourselves. Get away. Stop and think about what’s important.
February 26, 2008 at 3:33 am
May this mans soul find solace and comfort in God, may his family be blessed and led out of the valley of darkness, and may all of you in this industry open your eyes and see that it is not the man (nor his soul) that is evil but the bad business he conducts, and being cut throat to take down ones fellow breathern in an effort to reach the ultimate goal that does nothing for the good of mankind is a business that will lead to ones demise.
February 26, 2008 at 3:37 am
I didn’t know Paul well but I loved what I knew. His
wife is a sweetheart and my heart aches for her and
the girls. My heart hurts for Paul! We, as his family,
want to honor this wonderful, funny and genius of a
man and the hurtful things some of you are saying are
such a sad excuse of a human being in our society. But
I guess it is easy for you to type your hurtful words sitting behind your computers like a coward and say what you like,
with no concern or any incling of caring about his
family. I think if any
of us who would have any idea that he was so sad
would have been there in a second to help him in anyway we could. Where is the compassion and understanding
and caring of someone who is having such a rough time
in their life, whatever that rough time was. What
have we become as a society? Mean, cruel, hurtful
and any lack of any compassion what-so-ever. Well, I am so glad
I don’t belong to your club. What a way for you to
be known when you are gone as a mean, cruel and hurtful
human being. We will miss him terribly and will have
only wished we could have helped in any way we could
have. I never knew what a blog was until today. Now that I know
I hate them. How hurtful they can be. and it looks
like some of you don’t care who you hurt or even think
about the hurtful words you write will effect his wife
and children.
February 26, 2008 at 3:47 am
shut the hell up. agency spy. shut the hell up nottelling. your stupidity is giving me a headache.
February 26, 2008 at 4:39 am
Who gives a shit. Yet another case of us spending too much time over some overly paid, egotistical creative hack that likes to throw around buzz words.
February 26, 2008 at 4:51 am
Blogs, by their very nature, bring out the worst in people because people hide behind anonymity. Anonymity allows the cowards to have courage, the petty to be mean-spirited, the character-less to strike at those they dislike. The bottom-feeders who use blogs for petty and personal attacks are what ruin the blogs, both in politics, in advertising, and in every sector of society. Shame on you all.
February 26, 2008 at 9:40 am
Potatohead…. That’s what we called Paul Tilley in high-school. He HATED being called that but look at the shape of his head! And when we called him Potatohead it just gave him some extra bite to his amazing wit.
Yes, Paul was in a number of campy bands like Radical Party Monsters, kind of a bad cover band that was years ahead of Violent Femmes…(His cover of Lionel Richie’s “Hello” was pretty good come to think of it….complete with an overly exaggerated lisp)
I was in a short lived band with him called Free Beer-No Cover that was a rip-off of Bill Murray and Paul Shaffer’s SNL sketch.
And he played every week in the Young Life band… Yes, THAT Christian organization.
I wish I had my yearbook to see his quote and things like Favorite Movie. While everyone else’s was “Risky Business”, Paul’s was probably “Liquid Sky”. His quote probably pushed the 1st Amendment.
As editor of our crappy monthly newspaper, he really liked to stand firmly behind the 1st Amendment and let the teacher take the heat for his stories. Some of his stunts included a multiple choice trivia question contest in where there were no right answers. And thank God we did have Photoshop then… but we could have gone down and talked to the Dell “dude” himself. Michael Dell was right down the hall our the “computer lab”. It’s weird Paul stole that Dell account after all the teasing we did of him.
And this is probably too personal but some early tragedies in his life FORCED him to always better. So behind his edgy sarcastic wit, his potato shaped head was doing double duty in the background.
I don’t know if he had an early hero but it was probably someone like Chuck Barris… smart-as-hell wacky, entertaining but also a bit confused.
And for the people who bagged on his writing I think Paul was smart enough to know when he had to cast a wide net by writing down to people.
You’ll be missed, my old friend.
-Kirk
February 26, 2008 at 12:59 pm
I did not personally know Paul Tilley, but I do have many friends at DDB, and I’ve only been in this industry a few years… but even I know how that this business is all about criticism – so first of all, I haven’t seen this “previous post” that everyone is blaming his death on, but that is just ridiculous – everyone in this business has to face criticism everyday, you can’t survive if you don’t have a thick skin. I guess I’m just saying he wouldn’t have made it so many years without being able to take it.
There’s just one thing I can’t stop thinking about: Why did he choose the Fairmont? It’s literally right next to the DDB offices.. was he trying to prove a point?
February 26, 2008 at 1:20 pm
and then we came to the end.
February 26, 2008 at 1:43 pm
As a former DDB Employee and a wife of a creative director, I am all too familiar with the lives of agency folks and all I have to say is this – they are fucking ads people. They don’t save the world, they save the egos of the creatives that make them. The non-stop ranting and bitching about the industry makes me think that you don’t get the industry at all – if you want to be a pure creative, go paint a picture. I weep for this man and even more for his family, as I can’t imagine the sorrow his daughters are experiencing. I hardly imagine that any of our faceless souls drove him to his death, but at the end of the day, do you really have so little to do? Do you personally have so few beautiful things in your life that bitching about someone on a blog is your best outlet. Sad.
February 26, 2008 at 4:01 pm
It is not about someone. It is about something. When an entire industry is hi-jacked by conglomerates, bean counters and drooling yes persons with their codified drivel. To the point that an average employee gets less and less while those in charge get more and more, regardless of how inferior the product and how much money they LOSE – game on. On the evolutionary scale, I am nothing but a ditch digger. I steadfastly refuse to preside over my own extinction. Please realize that I can dig a ditch WITHOUT three people standing around, one hand holding their chin, the other holding a clipboard.
February 26, 2008 at 4:10 pm
My husband is Paul’s cousin. I chanced upon this blog and others in an effort to understand the tragedy that happened, to try to analyze it and to try to make sense of such an unexpected event.
I married into his family and so do not know him in the context so many of you have commented upon. Nor have I known him for many years. However, I believe the sentiment shared by one commentator above rings true: we all know a person in the context of our connect with him/her.
I have not been able to make sense of this. I don’t think there are answers. It makes me sad.
The Paul that I was fortunate to know was a bright shining star. He lit up a room. His humor and wit kept us rolling. His one-liners were infamous. We will never forget the entertainment and laughs he gave us when we gathered as a family to celebrate holidays. Meeting him and getting to know his smart and graceful wife and daughters has been an important facet of my life. His mother, aunts, uncles and cousins will forever miss him and what he shared with us.
For those of you who have a less appreciative opinion of him you may not realize that he was quiet about his job and did not triumph his personal successes. I am not in this business, but never knew of the awards and accolades he gathered in his short life until just the last few days.
To me, and those who admire and respect Paul and call him family, he will be forever missed. Now our goal will be to cherish his wife and daughters to get them through this.
Please, be kind to each other. And respect his family.
February 26, 2008 at 4:31 pm
For all of you insipid ad brats using this tragedy as an opportunistic, anonymous platform to shoot some venom out about the fact that your creative genius went unrecognized while you were at DDB, get over yourselves. Quick. The door was always open at DDB, and you could have walked through it and tried your genius on the open market. But truth be told, if you ever had the sack to try such a move, you would have undoubtedly failed, because in order to succeed you need to have a touch of humanity, and you weak, cowardly little pissants obviously do not. It’s advertising. We get people to choose one brand of toilet paper over another. Get over yourselves, and use your Facebook page as a soapbox instead.
February 26, 2008 at 4:41 pm
Studio Maven makes a good point–”this isn’t about someone, it’s about something. The ad biz has become tougher than it has ever been due to consolidation and reduced budgets. Everyone is clinging to their jobs to some degree. It brings about desperation, frustration and thus ugliness. Those at the top push those beneath, and those beneath feel they have no control over their destiny in this biz. Unfortunately, it’s those at the top who get flack in the blogs.
Regardless, may Paul rest in peace and may his family know that he contributed greatly to the DDB family. His charisma and wit will be certainly missed.
February 26, 2008 at 7:02 pm
Nice point XAdMamm, and hopefully management at some of these places can take notice. We live in an age where more is demanded of us everyday. More productivity. Smarter results. Better returns. All while trying to keep bosses, clients, partners, underlings, family and self happy. Sadly that last part all too often gets lost in the squeeze.
February 26, 2008 at 7:05 pm
You are now my official interpreter. The pay sucks, but I always buy my rounds.
And again, my profound sympathy. I am just trying to explain the enmity towards the way our business has headed.
February 26, 2008 at 9:01 pm
I only just found out about this right now and am very saddened to hear of Paul’s choice. I had worked with Paul a few times where he was a client and found him to be more focused and determined than anything. He was not touchy feely, at least when the spot was still being put together in post, but that’s not what was demanded at the time. What was demanded was a writer who knew how to get his message across and did his best to try to achieve that. So, evn though he was never open with me, as I was merely an assitant at the time, I never took that to mean that he was self-absorbed, just merely that he was trying to do his job to the best of his ability..and that’s all that any of us can ask of ourselves.
I’m sorry that you felt that this was your only way, Paul.
May you rest in peace.
Prayers to his family and friends.
February 26, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Fuck him. These creative execs are assholes to the core and have crushed many talented creative writers and art directors. More of them should take a swan dive off a building.
February 26, 2008 at 9:56 pm
Buddy.
It’s not about you.
February 26, 2008 at 10:19 pm
How’s your new job at Hallmark?
February 26, 2008 at 10:33 pm
As a recruiter in the ad business, I hear gossip, (yes we love to talk!) some is grumbling and negative, and some is just really good, positive and often very funny stuff. I talk to mostly intelligent, upbeat, clever people, and I’m glad most days for what I do. These people are mainly very decent, striving to better their careers and so their lives and the lives of their families, or on the other side of the coin, they are trying to make the best dept they can by filling it with bright, motivated, passionate people. However, what I’ve read here in the last two days from the negative, unhappy, mean spirited ones has sickened me to my core, and I hope I do not know any of you or ever do. The lack of compassion for this man and what he was obviously going through to do this to himself, and the lack of respect for his family, friends and co-workers from some of you is unbelievable to me. You are bitter people who have obviously lost your sense of humanity. The hateful obsessive comments of the last few days from those of you in this business, has so dismayed me that I am just grateful that I do not know you, or hope that I don’t.
A blog should not be a forum for attacking someone in such a personal way, or making judgment on a person’s character, particularly after he’s gone. Regarding comments that came from you before Paul died, if you’re an employee and you feel that hateful towards whom you work for, get another job. If you’re not, and just some frustrated hack, please do your blogging on some hateful, nazi type page with other hate mongers. I wanted to put my real name here, but I am afraid of backlash from you who I think despicable cowards. I think the entire anonymous blog thing serves an admirable purpose when we use it to inform and to inspire but when comments become so personal against someone, what purpose does that serve us? It is hateful, immoral, irresponsible and cowardly. You people have already passed away, not physically, but in your souls.
February 27, 2008 at 12:49 am
At first, it struck me as odd that so many of Paul’s family would be posting on this obscure industry blog. Cousins, In-laws, etc. Weird, right? Then I realized something. They’re just googling him. Google Paul Tilley and all this crap comes up. Fucking internet. When Paul’s kids are teens these fucking posts will still come up. We will forget and move on. They will forget and move on. But not the internet. From now on, most everything we do and say is recorded for all time. So now maybe we should all think about what we do and say.
February 27, 2008 at 2:09 am
“Victoria Canavenelo” – you disgust me.
February 27, 2008 at 4:07 am
I happened to be walking up to the Fairmont for dinner reservations during the investigation. My dinner companion commented that we would never know what happened, but then we saw the article in the paper. Our prayers go out to his family and friends.
To those that are in “the biz” that complain about a-hole upper management – welcome to ANY industry. My spouse and I are in two other competitive fields (engineering and law). Guess what? We each have difficult bosses with ego problems, and we work for firms that value results/financials over family time. It’s certainly not unique to the advertising industry. Get over yourselves.
Some of you need to learn that it is bad karma to speak ill of the dead. May this man finally rest in the peace he obviously desparately sought.
February 27, 2008 at 4:27 am
Paul’s last campaign is this blog. He engineered it so. He is relishing this discourse and stoking the fires of hell for me and all other cowards.
February 27, 2008 at 4:32 am
It’s easy to talk about people from the comfort of their anonymous corners of the world.
It’s even easier when the person you’re choosing to bash is no longer around to defend himself.
February 27, 2008 at 8:55 pm
Thank you, “liverpool” and “Jeff Paxton” — you give me comfort that there are human beings reading and writing on this blog.
Unlike many of the other anonymous-ers posting here, I did know Paul. Yet obviously I did not know him completely, because I, like many of his other colleagues, are shocked by what happened. I worked with Paul for years. I enjoyed his humor, his energy, his passion, his sarcastic wit, his insightful perspective on everything — I am proud to say that I was an audience member of the Tilley Show, and loved every minute of it. I just attended his memorial service, where there were numerous others who felt the same about him.
If you didn’t know him, spare the world your ignorant vitriol. If you disliked him, hold your tongue out of respect for those he left behind — the internet may have no fetters, but please, have some decency. If you can’t control yourself, and still feel the need to tear him to shreds, I ask one thing — stay out of advertising. This business is tough enough without having to work with soulless monsters like you.
But if you, like me, will miss him and what he added to this crazy ad world, please share your stories — here, and out loud, and elsewhere, and for years to come. I’d hate for Paul’s legacy to be a bunch of whining on this blog (which, to be honest, I’d never even heard of before his death, and I’ve been in the ad business for years), or a slew of “good riddance” postings. He was not the evil creative director some of you make him out to be. He was, put simply, a really good guy. And that’s how I’d like to remember him.
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February 28, 2008 at 5:22 am
I will never fully know nor comprehend the reasons that I was chosen to be a witness when Mr. Tilley chose to jump from the Fairmont Hotel on to Columbus Drive. He did not just interrupt my dinner, he did not just interrupt my stay as a guest at the hotel and I was not just some passerby who came along after the fact.
I was there to see his body fall. I was there to hear the sound that the body made when it hit the pavement. (It is a sound that will haunt me forever). I was there when the two other people made the phone call to 911.
Again, I repeat that I was a complete and innocent bystander, who just happened to be there, when the wheel went round.
Listen and believe me when I tell you that the choices we make truly impact the lives of a lot of people. Those choices can impact not only those they know personally but also those persons that they don’t even know.
What I can also tell you is that the day Mr. Tilley chose to jump, the time of day Mr. Tilley chose to jump and at the location where he landed could have hurt any innocent person that happened to be passing by, or any person leaving the adjacent building or any person that may have been waiting for a taxi.
The man that jumped from the Fairmont Hotel turned my life upside down for several days. I returned to the scene of the incident for closure the following day. I conducted ceaseless Internet searches just to find out any tidbit of information about the sad soul who I just knew had taken his own life.
I am speaking as someone who has actually faced the depths of depression. In those most painful of moments it is not about anyone else but yourself and your demons. End of story.
It is not a cliché when they say that depression is anger turned inward. Nor is it a cliché when they say that suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I am more than confident that Mr. Tilley could have made it through the quagmire. It appears that for as many detractors as he has that he has an equal amount of people that loved and cared for him. It is sad that he did not recognize how many people loved and depended upon him in his last dire moments.
Several of you on this blog have asked that we respect someone that has died. I also respectfully ask that those same persons think about and respect those of us that choose LIFE despite our daily struggles.
To be clear, I mean no disrespect to anyone who loved Mr. Tilley, my opinions are based solely on my personal experiences surrounding Mr. Tilley’s death and do not directly reflect any opinion on the life that Mr. Tilley led.
To the utter depths of my heart and soul: My prayers are with his wife, two young daughters, his other family members, and his friends and colleagues that truly loved him.
February 28, 2008 at 9:11 am
@witness – I’m sure it was a bit of a shock but do you realize that you just berated a dead man for being a dick about his own suicide? The utter depths of your heart and soul? Are you sure you aren’t in advertising?
Anyway, I was pretty low on the totem pole in one of the supposedly uncreative departments so I won’t pretend like I knew Paul personally but I’m not shocked to see this kind of vitriol come out against any higher level member of the creative management. There is something pretty demeaning about constantly being targeted by an obnoxiously transparent version of the very same tactics you’re supposed to be using to get people to buy stuff.
My unsolicited advice to present and future management is to stop branding DDB to your own employees. You can’t spin a positive working environment to people who do that sort of thing for a living.
And I have no idea what kind of margins you get off of McDonalds but you might want to consider the cost/benefit ratio of regularly burning talent out on a company whose corporate atmosphere and policy makes them about as much of an inspiration to work with as a sucking chest wound.
Is it the blog’s fault? Please. I didn’t see anything other than perfectly valid criticism from the blogger and if those comments touched off his decision to jump it wouldn’t have been long before something else did. Some of you sure could have acted with a lot more class after the fact though. Regardless of who he was to you, it’s a sad end to anyone’s life to lose all hope over a job. By the way, I wouldn’t be making those comments at all but I definitely wouldn’t be making them from work if I were you guys.
February 28, 2008 at 2:52 pm
I as many others have not really participated in blogging as they call it. But, I share a personal feeling for this man, Paul. I did not know him as a co-worker, boss or anything outside of being a father. Let’s look at that part of him for a moment. A father that took countless hours doding after his two little girls. A father who volunteered on a regular basis to be what we call a mystery reader. A man that could captivate a first grade class through a story like no other person. Changing his voice for each person in the story to make the childrens eyes light up and make them laugh. A man that would video tape every soccer game his girls played in and tried to never miss one. A father whos children were the light of his life. These two girls have lost their daddy. They will never be the same again. Their eyes will haunt us all with their hurt and not understanding of why daddy was taken away.
It does not matter how he died it matters to them that he is gone.
This wonderful man had to be in more pain and sorrow than any of us can imagine, because no matter what anyone thinks he loved his children.
Please think of them when you are posting on here. Try to imagine their pain and sad little eyes when you are ripping apart the father they loved.
February 28, 2008 at 10:47 pm
Your blog had nothing to do with anyone’s death. Suicide is much more complicated than some words that some random person wrote on a website. Sure, they may have left an impression on the person, but take it from someone who has been repeatedly attacked on the web – both personally and professionally. It hurts, badly, it stays with you for days or months event but you don’t kill yourself over it.
People who kill themselves more than likely suffer from mental illness that you and others were unaware of, end of story.
February 29, 2008 at 5:15 pm
I was attending the dental convention in Chicago and my daughter and I were staying on the 33rd floor of the Fairmont. We went to dinner and returned in time to see the EMS outside the hotel. A friend of mine was staying in the room next to Mr. Tilley.
He jumped from his room on the 27th floor, not from the roof. He removed the hinges from the window. The windows in that hotel open to the inside, about 5 inches. Once the hinges are unscrewed, the window will swing open.
I find myself thinking about what happened many times during the day. When I heard about the blogs I remembered a time that I was attacked on a forum and I will tell you it will mess you up. I had a competitor attacking me constantly for almost 2 years. It was someone I had never met, he stayed on me and the subject of me. I never got depressed over it but considered changing careers. Finally, through legal action, he went away and it’s been 3 years since I’ve heard anything. He was banned from the forum and I have continued posting there.
My thoughts and prayers are with Mr. Tilley’s family. I will remember the night of February 22, 2008.
March 1, 2008 at 5:15 pm
The fact that I’m submitting to a blog a week after this happened involving someone I never met speaks to the influence suicide can have on so many people. My wife and I stayed in the room next to Mr. Tilley’s, and our bedroom shared a wall with his room. We were awakened early Thursday morning (just after midnight) by hearing one side of a phone conversation. We were not eavesdropping… we would have had to leave the bedroom not to hear this loud exchange. We were somewhat disturbed by it, but didn’t think there was anything we could or should do about it. After finding out about Mr. Tilley’s suicide, I spoke to a detective handling the case to let him know what we had heard. He told me that based on the timing, it was Mr. Tilley that we heard, and that the subject of the conversation we heard was the reason they believe he took his life. It had nothing to do with advertising. I didn’t want to write this, but I couldn’t look at what people were writing and just stand by. Please let the speculation stop. Thank you for letting me share this… It’s been eating a hole in me.
March 1, 2008 at 11:26 pm
Fairmont Guest,
Were you able to ascertain whether or not he was able to maintain a stable body position after exiting the window and upon impact?
March 2, 2008 at 2:19 pm
Typical advertising. Civilization existed for centuries without it. Get some perspective. Paul was MUCH bigger than advertising. This blog belongs on a site for suicide and despair–it has nothing to do with advertising.
You can’t apply rational thinking to suicidal thoughts. Trust me, the thoughts, “Fuck my family, I’m taking the easy way out.” NEVER went through Paul’s mind.
I hope his wife and children never know how it feels to be suicidal. But if they can somehow understand that in the clouded mind of a suicidal thinker, he thinks this is helping his family, perhaps they can find some peace. He never thought of this as turning his back on them. I’m sure you’ll condemn him for that, but your mind (presumably) is working correctly. His was not. I stay away from terms like sane/insane and rational/irrational. Paul appeared sane and rational in all aspects save this one.
As the wife of an ad-man, I know this business sucks the life and the best years from a person. I also know those who are doing what they love and are the best-of-the-best wouldn’t have it any other way.
As someone who has suffered from depression, I know Paul really felt he had no other choice. He was tricked by his own mind into believing that his family would be better off without him. I don’t expect you to understand and from reading many of the previous posts I don’t think you’ll try.
Paul was brillant, witty and charismatic. As I sat listening to the eloquent speakers at his funeral, I thought, “Paul would give a great tribute at a friend’s funeral. I wish he was here.”
Have at it sharks…create your own importance.
March 2, 2008 at 5:41 pm
Victoria Canavenelo you need to lay off the caffeine and get in a anger management support group. Ease up!
March 2, 2008 at 9:34 pm
R.I.P.
March 3, 2008 at 1:13 am
Words matter. You write them and now you don’t want to take any responsibility for them. You don’t get to say that it’s “unacceptable” to speculate that your meanness drove this man to suicide. Perhaps it did. Perhaps you should think before you write. Life is about more than entertaining your readers or bashing people.
Put on your big boy pants and get real.
March 3, 2008 at 3:44 pm
I don´t think the debate is being either reasonable, nor responsible.
People are far too lightly analyzing an aledged suicide, which, by the way is the sixth death cause in people under 40 yrs old.
And it´s quite complex, and exposing things that shouldn´t be, not only because it´s disrespectful, but also because it´s against any journalism protocol on suicide.
Any further information on this I invite you to http://www.redsuicidologos.com.ar the website of the Worldwide Suicidologists Asociation.
It´s mainly in Spanish, but it has some things in english too
March 3, 2008 at 4:36 pm
Seriously, you can’t blame a blogger for doing his thing. Whether or not a blogger or journalist is doing his job ethically right or not it also besides the point. Who is a judge of what is right or wrong? God? Jimminy Crip, gimme a break!
This shit comes with the business. If you cannot take the fact that people talk about you and your work, you shouldn’t be in the front-lines of this business. It is totally insane to conjecture that any improper journalistic act has to do with his death. What would that say about the individual? It is totally respectless to his family to continue this type of conjecture. But, no, we’re gonna keep writing about this because it satisfies our sick need to speculate about other people’s lives and make our opinion heard. Just stop this nonsense and have a little respect for fuck’s sake.
March 3, 2008 at 6:48 pm
Liverpool is a despicable coward!
March 3, 2008 at 7:22 pm
I am reading some posts here. I can’t help but think how some guys are still so vindictive even after Paul is gone. Whatever happen to “Thou Shall Not Speak Of The Dead.” It seems some guys here can’t think beyond working for some big corporations (all their life) and they think this guy’s death would automatically shoot them up the corporate ladder.
In particular, I have issue with those posts (above) made by a so-called Mr. Burns. ….. Y’all need to get over these gossips and let the dead man’s soul R.I.P.
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