The kid, and the letter from the step-mom, reminds me of a boy I used to "counsel" in a group home for abused kids. Most of them had legitimately been abused, but I swear on my own grave that this kid lied about EVERYTHING. Eventually he started sneaking out of classrooms and calling social services saying that WE (even me, lovable ol' Ramza) abused him.
Believe me, I WANTED to hurt this kid after working with him for six months, but I NEVER did.
Fortunately, in our case, social services knew that the kid was full of shit. He's 13, and if he doesn't get sent to boot camp soon, I wouldn't be surprised if he did something along the lines of...oh I don't know...murdering a homeless person. I wouldn't put it past him for a second.
As for the topic at hand...yeah, that kid definitely used videogames to make the media spin work in his favor.
My understanding of religion and afterlife (should you choose to believe in one) requires that the only reason such a thing as "hell" could ever exist is for the unrepentant guilty -- the ones who truly enjoy wrong over right and refuse any other way. The Catholic church teaches of a go-between, "purgatory," for people who have screwed up but decide to turn things around after death. You go through some hardships, you change, and you go to heaven. But, presumably, some of them would be like "f*ck off," not just to their parents, but to the ultimate authority conceivable. And *they* are the lucky few that get to rot (or be annihilated) in hell.
I used to be a very sentimental sort of universalist, but it is stories like these (and that kid I worked with) that allow me to confirm a theological necessity for the concept of "hell."
Ramza