If one reads from Froude's The Bow of Ulysses beginning at page 28, the modern reader is first impressed by a racism it would be unimaginable to have in public now. There is not much meanness, and there are certainly even compliments for the blacks of The Barbadoes, but the underlying assumption of their inferiority and need (and even desire) to be ruled has one blinking in astonishment.
I imagine a modern African-American reading it and wonder how we might talk about it afterward. Froude describes a happy people, and while he doubtless sees what he wants in large part, he does not seem easily deceived in other evaluations, where he allows himself to be surprised and have his assumptions challenged. I suspect he is at least partly right. The first question then comes: would modern black people - not the ones who live in reasonable circumstances and write for publication, but the ones who live in dangerous neighborhoods and lose family members to violence - make that trade? It looks like a happy, safe, comfortable life. If you have children...
And the second question is like unto it: Would I make that trade? It is a happy, safe, comfortable life. Such things look increasingly attractive to me as I age.
I think the second question answers the first. Perhaps people somewhere would make that trade. Half the world would if they could, I'll warrant. But Americans, and perhaps the entire Anglosphere, would not, no matter what race we are. Being looked on as lesser would hurt us too much for happiness to be general. But that's an American thing. I'm betting other places, other tribes, may not be so fussy about whether one is a top dog or an underdog. Many would not care.
Still, it's fun to pretend that we have the choice, isn't it?