My cat is declawed and neutered. He came that way. Seeing as how this is the first cat I’ve ever owned myself, as an adult, I have no idea if I would actually declaw or neuter a cat if I had the choice.
However, because of that, I don’t let him wander the neighborhood. He’s always been an indoor cat and he gets freaked out if he escapes. For playtime once a week I’ll put his harness on (he hated it at first but now equates it with going outside with Momma) and his leash, and we’ll go for a walk around the neighborhood. I bring the scooper with me but he seems afraid to piss outside.
There’s a huge amount of feral cats in my neighborhood. Uncommonly large amount. Nowhere else in my town have I seen this many feral cats. They’re about as wild as housecat-sized animals can get and I know that Sunny (he came with the name, too - I’d have named him Thor, God of Thunder) wouldn’t last a minute against them, especially as he doesn’t have his front claws.
However, when I lived in San Antonio, we had two cats and they were both outdoor/indoor cats. They’d come in when they wanted, they’d leave when they wanted. Muffin got hit by a car (not in the street, though; my uncle, who lived next door, backed over him as he was laying behind the car). Ashes (so named because he liked to sleep in the fire place) wound up running away because he hated being indoors so much.
Where I live now, I’d never let my cats out of my sight. But if I lived elsewhere in town, not near a large street, I probably would let a cat out if they weren’t declawed, if only to let them romp around for a few. I think it depends on neighborhood and whether you’re willing to clean up after them/watch after them.
In that other thread, someone mentioned a harness and a tie line. That works for Sunny. He never wriggles out of his harness, so I can tie him up and let him wander around and still keep him in my line of vision. I guess this doesn’t work for all cats. shrug
And in all honesty, I love birds, but I hate songbirds, so I can’t bring myself to be overly remorseful about whether or not cats kill the little fuckers. Anyone who’s ever been awoken by a mockingbird at 3 p.m. when they work the graveyard shift knows what I mean. 
On edit: The cutest cat ever.
~Tasha