The hazards of our job

So I've always wanted to be a wartime journalist. Don't know why, never asked. It worries the hell out of my family and friends, and some have threatened to break my legs if I ever try to embed with a unit anywhere other than Antarctica. But the desire persists.

So here's a link to Reporters without Borders.

I was trying to find something specific on the site to write about, but the whole thing is interesting.