Last Thursday, some thirty-odd hours after two men with Kalishnikov assault rifles entered the offices of Charlie Hebdo in Paris, the people who go to galleries in New York braved the subzero conditions to attend an opening at Mary Boone, and some of them were wearing white t-shirts hand-emblazoned with the phrase "Je Suis Charlie." The show was "Ryan McNamara: Gently Used," and with Mr. McNamara fresh off his applauded performance at Basel, this exhibition seemed hard to miss, even given current events So did many others. The weather here and political climate abroad should keep the masses indoors, but by the time I ended up at a kegger hosted by three Lower East Side galleries in some space on Ludlow Street, people were proclaiming that it felt like an fair weekend.