The Boy Scouts are out and about selling their (over-priced, not nearly as good as cookies) popcorn these days. Go and buy some, please. That is what I did (even though I need to give it away now because it is cross-contaminated with tree nuts, a thing not welcome in our home, but that's not their fault) on Saturday.
I bought a bag of the popcorn from a sweet little Cub Scout and then found his leader and told her: I never would buy anything from the Boy Scouts before, but now that you have decided to stop discriminating against people, I will.
She heard me. You go buy something from them, too, Mamas, and let them know why you will now. This is how people learn.