I love watching poor people Complain and be miserable

I come from a very affluent family. My grandfather started a sugar Mill, then moved on to stock and real estate. My father continued the business, expanding it even more. Because of this, I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Went to the best school, grew up in an amazing mansion, had the best life one could imagine. And all of this has made me look down on poor people as if they're inferior to me. I also giggle whenever I see beggars on the street or people complaining about how they can't afford even the most basic things. I know this is wrong, and I shouldn't feel this way, but I honestly love it. The superiority and feeling of power, knowing that I will a better life than they can ever dream of, fills me with joy.