It’s pretty much a given that daytime talk show guests are about 28.2% genuine, 71.8% brilliant thespian (incestuous adulteress dwarves). So this young boy’s performance of a domestic disturbance is pretty much like catching any episode of “Jerry Springer,” minus a hermaphrodite thrown in somewhere. Of course, it all kind of makes you wonder where this kid learned how to re-enact such a scene so artfully. TV? Or personal experience? Either one is disheartening. If only because we realize that, sitting on a couch with a bucket of bargain brand cheez puffs, we don’t deny we would be thoroughly entertained, perhaps silently mouthing “Jerry! Jerry!” while wearing a glazed expression.