Journalism can be dangerous, and it seems to me that the situation has only gotten worse in my lifetime (50 some odd years and counting). In the United States, journalists are merely harassed, spit upon, assaulted and otherwise disrespected, disdained and treated with contempt.
Here in Europe, a whole lot of journalists have been murdered or assassinated in the past several years, including but not limited to Kim Wall (Sweden, murdered by a psychopath), Daphne Caruana Galizia (Malta, killed for exposing corruption), and the Charlie Hebdo victims: Jean Cabut, Elsa Cayat, Stéphane Charbonnier, Philippe Honoré, Bernard Maris, Mustapha Ourrad, Michel Renaud, Bernard Verihac and Georges Wolinski (allow me also to mention Frédéric Boisseau, killed at his post at the reception desk; Franck Brinsolaro, bodyguard for Charb; and the heroic police officer, Ahmed Merabet, who was tragically outgunned by those murderous maniacs). Also, let us never forget Anna Politkovskaya, assassinated for telling the truth in Russia.
Journalism is the best job in the world. You seek out interesting people doing interesting things, and write about them. It’s hella fun, and pays quite well (LOL/MDR). Just watch your back.