Alpine climbing is as dangerous as you make it. If you take the time to understand the objective hazards and then choose routes that have none of those you are left with the same odds as golf. Taking into account that removing all objective hazards brings the definition of "climbing" under scrutiny, you have to measure by increments of risk factors offset by increments of increased pleasure.
The subjectivity of it all weighs heavier or lighter when you consider how often someone gets out on something they know is more exposed to objective hazards offset by their ability to minimize time in the highest risk zones. Clearly, at some point, you get into the realm where objective hazards are constant but vary by degrees. It is then that you have to start calculating the risk factors of the options. Climb the gulley to be fast but risk getting taken out by a rock or avalanche? Or climb the ridge where virtually no rock or avalanche can get you but the climbing is more demanding and you risk getting nailed by a storm. Or whatever the tradeoffs might be.
Getting taken out on Torment or in that general vicinity is a risk in the category of "constant objective hazards".
When I had kids, I knew that my time would be limited and to do any of my favorite sports safely requires practice. I decided to give up everything except climbing so I could keep some semblance of tuning. Even at that, my time was limited and my climbing suffered which further escalated my safety concerns. I spiralled downward for a few years. Then I realized that I had reached a point where I was just not happy. From there I started building up again. My risk tollerance is still nowhere near where it used to be but I get out in some cool places. My girls go with occaisionally but mostly I go solo or with a few friends selected for their attitude pertaining to risk.
I might die in the mountains someday. That "edge" is part of what makes it interesting.
But I beleive it is more likely that I will be taken out by the combination of odds from all the other possible risks outside of climbing.
Having a nearly dead mother and nearly dead sister-in-law from the ravages of cancer leaves me thinking that death by mountain, at least at some ripe old age, ain't so bad.