Chicagoist: Medical Examiner Rules Ad Exec Paul Tilley's Death a Suicide

lamgray

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 18:44:32 -0600

"You're trying to get me to come right out and say that I don't have much sympathy for Tilley or any body else who makes a fat living by contributing to this hyper narcissistic and materialistic culture" So, your lack of sympathy because you put yourself above him due to labeling him as a person strictly on the notion of his career achievements places you in the "hyper narcissistic and materialistic culture." If so, maybe you contemplated suicide before. . but failed to go through with it, for fear of an errection. You see, other people can read existential books as well, but don't need to make references based on the fact that someone committed suicide and suicide was mentioned in the play's dialog. Honestly, if anything, I would presume the characters in Beckett's play would make you understand there are many facets to a person beyond ego in every person. Personally, I feel compassion for a man that is tormented enough to end his own life.

Pinko

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 08:57:51 -0600

@Swilly24 I recall that at least one (and possibly more) firefighter was killed on the ground at the WTC when a jumper landed on him--not quite the same situation I know, but close enough...

StoppedIn

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 01:01:38 -0600

Rather than speculate or get into the details of this man's final moments (because other public forums have turned very ugly in recent days regarding this), I'd like to think this place can stay above the fray. Mr. Tilley left behind a wife, two children, a mother, and friends. My thoughts are with them during this time. I lost a close friend ten years ago in similar circumstances, and over time, I was fortunate that the bad memories faded and the good memories remained. It's my hope that the deceased's family and friends are blessed with a similar experience as each of them grieves in their own way.

Swilly24

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 23:35:08 -0600

Luckily he didn't hit anyone below and kill them too. Which makes me think: has that ever happened? That would be a crappy way to go.

Ed Knittel

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 23:32:55 -0600

I had no idea working in an office all day coming up with soulless catch-phrases was so terrible. I mean, yea I feel bad that this grown man took his life perhaps as a cause of the pressures of work. Maybe home. Maybe both. Lots of maybes. Truth is A LOT of people take their own lives every day and like myself hardly any one of us notice. .

mindylou

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:43:46 -0600

i work with a woman whose husband works at the fairmont (not sure of his title). she said that the window was kicked out (32nd or 37th floor) and then he jumped.

Swilly24

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 19:55:26 -0600

How'd he get the window open? My condolences to his friends, family and co-workers.

Joe Blow

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 18:32:34 -0600

Kind of lame...and, yet, Spook still won't speak in complete sentences..

fed up

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 18:25:37 -0600

It's a shame that he was at a point in his life where jumping out the window seemed like a good idea, but there are much more streesful jobs.

Ingrid

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 17:21:24 -0600

I'm in the advertising biz. It's the worst. I got there by default...not something I planned, and I would walk through broken glass to keep my kids from ever even contemplating even interning at an agency for one day. That being said, my ex is in the biz too...big time exec....I wish he had been the one to jump instead.

Spook

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 16:19:50 -0600

I know what you're on, Matilda! Yea,you're trying to get Margaret to resend my "commentator of the month of march" award/shirt! You're trying to get me to come right out and say that I don't have much sympathy for Tilley or any body else who makes a fat living by contributing to this hyper narcissistic and materialistic culture, unless they are using the money to do some thing "undercover" to radically change it. But it aint gonna happend Tilda Till Till! But I'm sure you would find Beckett and Vico's work interesting and telling signed Spook- Commentator for March- elect p.s how do we know you can order beer in five five languages! Put your pen were your mouth is! post it here!

matilda

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 15:43:03 -0600

Spook: I must apologize. While I know enough to ask for beer in about five languages, I don't speak nor understand your particular fusion of psuedo-Marxist, TV-inspired, Internet-ready ebonics. Does Google offer a translator for such a language? Or must I pay for the Berlitz immersion?

Spook

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 15:29:28 -0600

Oh and Tilda, The Bunny aint got no claim on a pure soul! Shhhh*****t specially come weekend! But ya Bunny is a soul thats learned and now understands what a brotha named Giambatista(sp?)Vico meant when he wrote that book way way back called "New Science"! Talking about the importance of deeping ones soul aka "maturation" in one's brief slide from womb to the tomb. Yea we all gone be there in the end but what we do do in the brief "interim" is what sets us apart!

Spook

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 15:11:33 -0600

Tilda, don't F*ck wit da Bunny yo! But again Matty Old Boy it sounds a tad bit deeper than that, perhaps just a scosh? Cause it seems like he was "doing well" I stand by my original words

matty

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 14:57:55 -0600

I think it's sad. The pressure of working for such a large company and managing such large accounts must be maddening. Particularly if your shop isn't helping you produce quality work. I'm not a designer, but I feel for people in extremely stressful job situations. This guy was too young to go and I only wish he just took a step back and smelled the roses.

matilda

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 14:46:10 -0600

Spook: How do you deal with the difficulties of being the only pure soul in Chicago?

Spook

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 14:22:37 -0600

How ironic a "sucessful" man that filled the heads of the American consumer to the hilt with "buy!" "buy!" "buy!" in the end with all the money and the trinkets, glitter and gold it brings, was probably empty and hollow inside. Perhaps in tribute, I'll go home, thumb through my dog eared copy of Beckett's Waiting for Godot and raise a glass to him as well. Its been too long, but I'm sure my copy is around. I'm not one to toss a good read, or a bad one for that matter. R.I.P. Paulie