You asked for violence? You get it

The extremists who oppose the disengagement have been encouraging especially the youth to become violent. Slashing tires, burning tires, making threats, so is it any wonder that they turned on a rabbi as well? Some are shocked, but really if you encourage these kids to break the law why should this come as a shock? From today's haaretz linked above.

Suddenly the concern was real that the extremists in the large knitted skullcaps would take their wrath out not on the soldiers trapped in their tire-punctured vehicle, but on the adults who tried to gain control over what was happening. It was Rabbi Shlomo Aviner, one of the religious public's most prominent figures, who tried to persuade a handful of hotheads to unblock the road, and found himself in the eye of the storm. There ensued a shoving match with the rabbi, and even after the fight broke up, someone sought revenge, and tried to get to Aviner "to let him have it." Several yeshiva boys stopped the guy, while others stood by shouting at Aviner: "You're not a rabbi, you're a dog."

The settlers allowed these people to come in that do not even live in the settlements to protest this, so they are ultimately responsible. You can pretend you are non-violent, however if you allow those who have been encouraged to violence? Becareful what you ask for.

Even more disturbing was this article in the Jerusalem Post

Lord of the Flies has arrived in Shirat Hayam.

The group of several hundred youths that have gathered here over the past month some of the as many as 8,000 that have snuck into the Gaza Strip, making their way into Gush Katif, to help bolster settlers against disengagement. They come from all over the country and, parentless, they fend for themselves, rolling out their sleeping bags on lawns and beaches and eating whatever comes their way. It is summer camp with no counselors and yeshiva with no rabbis – the rules are what they make them.

In Shirat Hayam, a 20-something figure they call "Melech" (king) leads the group into action. His eyes dart quickly underneath the mop of dark brown curls that reaches down his neck. He scans the crowd, finding a few boys who are exchanging words with the journalists and quickly darts over.

"Remember, we are not talking to them. That is the position, we don't say anything," he says.
Most of the boys quickly follow their guide, turning their backs on reporters and refusing to say another word.

For many, talking with reporters is impossible. Melech tells them that Hebrew is a "holy language" and that they should speak it to people who are capable of appreciating it.

They also have agreed not to use violence, although puncturing tires and setting them on fire "are okay." "We were told we could make a mess somehow, create a little chaos," she says. "This won't be quiet."

There are, however, a few in Shirat Hayam who plan to take the mess a step further and engage in real violence, she whispers.

Among those is a 16-year-old who sits in a seaside shack, several hundred meters away from the gaze of the media, with the one source he says he will talk with – an automatic rifle. He will not say where he got it or how he plans to use it. But he proudly holds it up before slipping it beneath the red flannel blanket covering his bag.