David Ignatius is to The Washington Post what Thomas Friedman is to The New York Times, the 50-yard line of the world as seen by political elites. Like Friedman (but minus the Mustachioed One's tortured syntax and penchant for airport-to-Four-Seasons taxicab policy briefings), Ignatius mirrors the views of our wealthy, powerful and oblivious leaders at any given hour of the day.
Like the president and his advisers and Congress and the Pentagon brass, he never spies a crisis abroad that couldn't be improved by firing explosives at it.
Long after everyone, including even the media, tires of the carnage (in Iraq, in Afghanistan, etc.), he continues to defend it until the war's approval ratings dip into fractions of a percentage point, at which point he pivots, bravely arguing that intervention is a mistake.