We don't need DNA tests in Africa; children belong to the community

The dust has finally settled on the Hamo and Jemutai’s saga and it may appear that life has regained some normalcy.
But I am keen to drag us back, not necessarily on the issue of the two love birds but on this issue of DNA. I do not think that presently there is a Kenyan, old or young who does not know the meaning of DNA. While most of us do not know what each of the single letters stand for, even a woman in the depths of Kaksingre will tell you DNA is what you do to ascertain the paternity of your children.

And this brings me to my question, where did the rain start beating us? When did the African man become so jealous so that they can discreetly take a child for DNA test?